Bragg Billy lyrics
Bragg Billy lyrics
"My Youngest Son Came Home Today Lyrics"
I Scream Sunday Lyrics
Monday through Friday, the world's the same Bustin' their tails, and making a name Go to work, go to school, don't p
Monday through Friday, the world's the same Bustin' their tails, and making a name Go to work, go to school, don't p
My youngest son came home today
His friends marched with him all the way
The fife and drum beat out the time
While in his box of polished pine
Like dead meat on a butcher's tray
My youngest son same home today
My younges
Lets Lynch The Landlord Lyrics
The landlord's here to visit They're blasting disco down below Sez, "I'm doubling the rent Cuz the buildings con
t son was a fine young manThe landlord's here to visit They're blasting disco down below Sez, "I'm doubling the rent Cuz the buildings con
With a wife, a daughter and two sons
And a man he would have lived and died
Till by a bullet sanctified
Now he's a saint or so they say
They brought their young saint home today
An irish sky looks down and weeps
Upon the narrow belfast streets
At children's blood in gutters spilled
In dreams of glory unfulfilled
As part of freedom's price to pay
My youngest son came home today
My youngest son came home today
His friends ma
Altars Lyrics
Can you feel the silent cries Of a soul in need Underneath the city lights They're altars in the street
rched with him all the wayCan you feel the silent cries Of a soul in need Underneath the city lights They're altars in the street
The pipe and drum beat out the time
While in his box of polished pine
Like dead meat on a butcher's tray
My youngest son came home today
And this time he's here to stay
Words and music: eric bogle