Текст песни The Saw Doctors - Irish Post
The Saw Doctors - Irish Post слова песни
I wrote her name and address on the back of a cigarette packI didn`t know then that I`d never be goin` backthe ferry was leaving when we pulled up to the quayWhen we reached Hollyhead I was as sick as I could beI didn`t choose this way they made me goI was a week on the job and I wanted to go back homeWhat I wouldn`t do for a glimpse of the Christmas treehear all your voices callin` meif I go back home again I`ll just be hanging `roundMaybe next year if my ship doesn`t run agroundI should`ve listened to my brother Moran when he saidI was a fool, but it`s too late now and I didn`t make the rulesOh, God, please have mercy on meI`m all alone in another man`s cityI`m not askin` for much just wanta go back homesee Mam and Dad and the boys, oh, God!I should`ve listened to my brother Moran when he saidI was a fool, but it`s too late now and I didn`t make the rulesOh, God, please have mercy on meI`m all alone in another man`s cityI`m not askin` for much just wanta go back homeSee Mam and Dad and the boys, oh, God!Just see Mam and Dad and the boys, oh, God!