Dec 07, 2007 22:01
Let me tell you a story
I dreamed one winter's day
women hold your babies, and
men take your lover's hand
for the ending is jagged
and the drugs that end this pain
are in too high demand
Bitters bland
and the Irish cry out
to the Blarney for another round, another
just drink your sorrows away
Sail softly, softly
Lay your head down
She was a pretty girl
He thought from this side o' the bar
How beautiful her eyes green
that stared above her glass
Brightly, shining and full to brim
with unspilt tears squeezed back
Bitters bland
and the Irish cry out
to the Blarney for another round, another
just drink your sorrows away
Sail softly, softly
Lay your head down
He didn't know her pain
but he saw through that plain face
The bartender said you better stay away
Lad, this Lass has had her trials
blood stains the snow white path
they come every night, jus a waitn' her collapse
Bitters bland
and the Irish cry out
to the Blarney for another round, another
just drink your sorrows away
Sail softly, softly
Lay your head down
Bitters bland,
and the Irish cry out
Sail away, softly
softly, Sail away
Just lay your head down...