Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sez She, artist - The Dubliners. Album song Dublin, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 31.03.2016
Record label: TY4TM
Song language: English
Sez She |
«Me loyal subjects"sez she, |
«Here's me best respects"sez she, |
«And I’m proud this day"sez she, |
«Of the elegant way"sez she, |
«That they gave me the hand"sez she, |
«When I come to the land"sez she, |
«There was some people said"sez she, |
«They were gently in dread"sez she, |
«I'd be murdered or shot"sez she, |
«As like or not"sez she, |
«But it’s mighty clear"sez she, |
«That it’s not over here"sez she, |
«That I have caused to fear"sez she, |
«It"s them Belgiums"sez she, |
«Thats throwing the bombs"sez she, |
«And frightening the life"sez she, |
«Out of the son and the wife"sez she, |
«But in these parts"sez she, |
«They have warm hearts"sez she, |
«And they all like me well"sez she, |
«Barring the Honour Parnell"sez she, |
«I don’t know Earl"sez she, |
«Whats come over the girl"sez she, |
«And that other one"sez she, |
«That Maude Gonne"sez she, |
«Dressing in black"sez she, |
«To welcome me back"sez she, |
«Now Maude’ll write"sez she, |
«That I’d brought the blight"sez she, |
«Or changed the season"sez she, |
«For me own private reason"sez she, |
«And I think there’s a slate off that Willie Yeats"sez she, |
«He should be at home"sez she, |
«French polishing his poems"sez she, |
«Instead of writing letters"sez she, |
«About his betters"sez she, |
«And parading me crimes"sez she, |
«In The Irish Times"sez she, |
«Ah, but what does it matter"sez she, |
«All this magpie chatter"sez she, |
«When I heard the welcoming roar"sez she, |
«Coming up from the shore"sez she, |
«Right over the foam"sez she, |
«Sure it was like coming home"sez she, |
«And me heart fairly glowed"sez she, |
«Along the 'Rock road'"sez she, |
«And into Butterstown"sez she, |
«And be merrion Round"sez she, |
«Until I come to the ridge"sez she, |
«Of the Leeson St. Bridge"sez she, |
«And was greeted in style by the beautiful smile of me Lord Mayor Pyle"sez she, |
«Fate if I’d done right"sez she, |
«I'd a made him a knight"sez she, |
«And I needn’t repeat"sez she, |
«How they cheered in each street"sez she, |
«Till I come to them lads"sez she, |
«Don't you know them undergrads"sez she, |
«Oh, and indeed and indeed"sez she, |
«I got many a God Speed"sez she, |
«But nothing to compare"sez she, |
«With what I got here"sez she, |
«So pass the jug"sez she, |
«And I’ll fill each mug"sez she, |
«And I’ll give you a toast"sez she, |
«At which you may boast"sez she, |
«Now I’ve a power of sons"sez she, |
«All sorts of ones"sez she, |
«Some as quiet as cows"sez she, |
«Some always in rows"sez she, |
«And the one that causes the most trouble"sez she, |
«Sure the mother loves double"sez she, |
«So here’s to the men"sez she, |
«That's gone into win"sez she, |
«That's clearing the way"sez she, |
«To Petoria today"sez she, |
«In the gap of danger"sez she, |
«There's a Connaught Ranger"sez she, |
«And a fusilier not far"sez she, |
«From the heart of the war"sez she, |
«And they may talk a lot"sez she, |
«And them foreign baboons"sez she, |
«May draw their cartoons"sez she, |
«But there’s one thing they’ll never draw"sez she, |
«And that’s the lions claw"sez she, |
«For before our flag is furled"sez she, |
«We'll own the world"sez she. |