Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics

Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics

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Send "Padraic Pearseof New York" Ringtone to your Cell I was eighteen years old when I went down to Dublin With a fistfull of money and a cartload of dreams Take your time said me father stop rushing like hell And remember all`s not what it seems to be. For there`s fellas would cut ye for the coat on yer back Or the watch that ye got from yer mother So take care me young buck-o and mind yourself well And will you give this wee note to me brother. At the time Uncle Benjy was a policeman in Brooklyn And me father the youngest, looked after the farm When a phone call from America said send the lad over And the oul fella said `sure it wouldnt do any harm` For I`ve spent my life working this dirty old ground For a few pints of porter and the smell of a pound And sure maybe there`s something you learn loyalty And you can bring it back home Make a duty on me. So I landed at Kennedy and a big yellow taxi Carried me and me bags through the streets and the rain Well me poor heart was thumpin` around with excitement And I hardly ever heard what the driver was saying We came in the Shore Parkway to the Flatlands in Brooklyn To me Uncle`s apartment on East 53rd I was feeling so happy 1 was humming a song And I sang `You`re as free as a bird.` Well to shorten the story what I found out that day Was that Benjy got shot down in an uptown foray And while I was flying my way to New York Poor Benjy was lying in a cold city morgue. Well I phoned up the ould fella told him the news I could tell he could hardly stand up in his shoes And he wept as he told me Go ahead with the plans And not to forget be a proud Irish man. So I went up to Nellies beside Fordham Road And I started to learn about lifting the load But the heaviest thing that I carried that year Was the bittersweet thoughts of my hometown so dear I went home that December `cause the oul fella died Had to borrow the money from Phil on the side And all the bright flowers and brass couldn`t hide The poor wasted face of me father. I sold up the oul farmyard for what it was worth And into my bag stuck a handful of earth Then I boarded a train and I caught me a plane And I found meself back in the U.S. again It`s been twenty two years since I`ve set foot in Dublin Me kids know to use the correct knife and fork But I`ll never forget the green grass and rivers As I keep law and order in the streets of New York Da da da etc. fades Send " Padraic Pearseof New York" Ringtone to your Cell Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics @ ELyrics | Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics @ Songlyrics | Padraic Pearseof New York lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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