| Sunny days are shining, Nowhere else to be,
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| Sitting round just rhyming but your not here to see,
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| Drinking till the end, missing my old friend,
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| Drinking till the end, missing my old friend.
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| I got the phone call man it hit me hard that night,
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| Like somethings up, yiz have it wrong,
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| this shite can’t be right,
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| Was only yesterday we talked about the lads and stuff,
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| The walks home from nights out looking nothing but rough,
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| See we’d be walking mad slow laughing the night away,
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| That by the time we got home the night had turned to day,
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| Me i’d be bitching bout birds and other stuff the like,
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| You’d just smile back and laugh saying shits alright,
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| The Bulmers light you said was your drink of choice,
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| Got me a bottle I was hooked that stuff was proper nice,
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| Had every second bird asking me who’s your mate,
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| And i’d be proud as day to say that’s me cousin he’s great,
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| You had a way with the birds always hooking me up but
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| they were more into you always fucking me up,
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| Proper legend in this world I wish I just coulda showed ye,
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| Honoured to be your blood, I’m just happy I knowed ye.
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| Sunny days are shining, Nowhere else to be,
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| Sitting round just rhyming but your not here to see,
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| Drinking till the end, missing my old friend,
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| Drinking till the end, missing my old friend.
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| I think about ye every night like not a day goes by,
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| Or at times when i’m alone and no one knows quite why,
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| What I would do for a chance to see ye smile again,
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| Or reverse the hands of time to where it all began,
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| Now all i’ve got is pictures and memories of the past,
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| The only downside to life is that it’s moving to fast,
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| So i’ll miss you but let ye go to that unkown place,
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| Then all I hope is where you are,
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| you’ve got a smile on your face,
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| Bottle of Bulmers in hand pumping out this track,
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| Watching over your friends and family
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| and having their back,
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| Seeing the lads speak about ye and missing ye loads,
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| Doing the drunk walk home reminiscing on roads,
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| Or having free gaffs talking bout your jersey being framed,
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| Your only downfall was Arsenal you should be ashamed,
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| A proper legend in this world I wish I just coulda should ye,
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| Honoured to be your blood I’m just happy I knowed ye.
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| Sunny days are shining, Nowhere else to be,
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| Sitting round just rhyming but your not here to see,
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| Drinking till the end, missing my old friend,
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| Drinking till the end, missing my old friend. |