Lyrics

Sometimes I still hear the sound of two drunk men Echoing through an old song I still remember the sticky old tables Smell of old ale on the floor Though it took to see my own home from an airplane To realise it's all that I want And I had to leave home to see what was out there Always had a foot out the door And although overseas, I can still feel the fire Of that dirty old town and it burns Oh, d'fhág mé mo chroí where she's waiting for me 'Cause she knows that one day I'll return I know it feels like I left in a hurry But that's just how she taught me goodbyes Oh, d'fhág mé mo chroí where she's waiting for me And I wish I could be there tonight Oh, I wish I could be there tonight I miss the faces and I watch the stories From strangers that feel just like home I use the same old one-liners you taught me While drinking on till the bar closed But now when I go home I sleep in a guest room With photos of me in that house I miss the days when we ran through the garden The way that my mother would shout And although overseas, I can still feel the fire Of that dirty old town and it burns Oh, d'fhág mé mo chroí where she's waiting for me 'Cause she knows that one day I'll return I know it feels like I left in a hurry But that's just how she taught me goodbyes Oh, d'fhág mé mo chroí where she's waiting for me And I wish I could be there tonight Oh, I wish I could be there tonight Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da I know it feels like I left in a hurry But that's just how she taught me goodbyes Oh, d'fhág mé mo chroí where she's waiting for me And I wish I could be there tonight Oh, I wish I could be there tonight
Writer(s): Fanny Catharina Hultman, Jessie Leith Munro, Lucy Marie Mcdonnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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