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作曲 : Casey, Flogging Molly ... |
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His eyes they closed |
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And his last breath spoke |
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He had seen all to be seen |
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A life once full |
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Now an empty vase |
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Wilt the blossoms |
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On his early grave |
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Walk away me boys |
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Walk away me boys |
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And by morning we'll be free |
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Wipe that golden tear |
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From your mother dear |
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And raise what's left |
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Of the flag for me |
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Then the rosary beads |
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Count them 1 2 3 |
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Fell apart as they hit the floor |
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In a garb of black |
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We must pay respect |
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To the color we were born to mourn |
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Walk away me boys |
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Walk away me boys |
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And by morning we'll be free |
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Wipe that golden tear |
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From your mother dear |
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And raise what's left |
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Of the flag for me |
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In its place grew |
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An angry festered wound |
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Full of hatered and remorse |
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Where I pick and scratch |
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Till the blood it matched |
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Silent rage that now fills my lungs |
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For there are many ways |
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To kill a man they say |
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With bayonet, axe or sword |
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But son a bullet fired |
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From a shapeless guise |
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Just put the shell of a Thompson gun |
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Walk away me boys |
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Walk away me boys |
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And by morning we'll be free |
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Wipe that golden tear |
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From your mother dear |
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And raise what's left |
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Of the flag for me |
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From the east out to the western shore |
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Where many men and many more will fall |
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But no angel flies with me tonight |
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Though freedom reigns on all |
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And curse the name for which |
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We slaved our days |
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So every men chose Kingdom Come |
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But sure as night turns day |
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It's the passion play |
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Oh my god“ |
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What have they done |
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With madman's rage |
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Well they dug our graves |
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But the dead rise again you fools |
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Walk away me boys |
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Walk away me boys |
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And by morning we'll be free |
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Wipe that golden tear |
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From your mother dear |
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And raise what's left |
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Of the flag for me |
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Walk away me boys |
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Walk away me boys |
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And by morning we'll be free |
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Wipe that golden tear |
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From your mother dear |
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And raise what's left |
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Of the flag for me |
