The Story I Tell You Is True-Philomena Begley

歌手 : Philomena Begley
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:13

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TXT The Story I Tell You Is True-Philomena Begley 文本歌词

The Story I Tell You Is True - Philomena Begley
Come stroll for a while through my memory
And I'll tell you of times long ago
When we walked to school summer and winter
Barefoot through the fields we would go
I remember our little thatched cottage
And the half-door led into the hall
The crane over the fire in the kitchen
And the grandfather clock on the wall
Oh the stout it was cured with a poker
And poiting they said cured the flu
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
Sure this story I tell you is true
We went in the trap to mass sundays
And grandad would wear his best hat
The priest would recite from the altar
And the women in different seats sat
Matchmaking was part of tradition
And the rambling house filled up at night
When the tailor would tell the ghost stories
Oh the children would shiver with fright
Oh the stout it was cured with a poker
And poiting they said cured the flu
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
Sure this story I tell you is true
I remember the sound of the anvil
And the burning horse-hoof we would smell
We passed the forge door in the evening
With water we fetched from the well
We spancelled the cows before milking
Tied the horse to the wall through the shoe
His collar and hames his winkers and reins
The harness we kept it like new
Oh the stout it was cured with a poker
And poiting they said cured the flu
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
Sure this story I tell you is true
For miles to the fair in the darkness
With our animals we walked with delight
When the wheeling and dealing was over
Every one waited on for the fight
Now I hope that in telling this story
I haven't detained you too long
There is so much more I must tell you
Some day in some other song
Oh the stout it was cured with a poker
And poiting they said cured the flu
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
Sure this story I tell you is true
Sure this story I tell you is true