Boys Of Killybegs-Blackthorn

歌手 : Blackthorn

语种 : 英语

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TXT Boys Of Killybegs-Blackthorn 文本歌词

Boys Of Killybegs - Blackthorn

There are wild and rocky hills

On the coast of donegal

And the fishermen are hearty brave and free

And the big atlantic swell

Is a thing they know right well

As they fight to make their living from the sea

With a pleasant rolling sea

And the herring running free

And our ships all gliding gently through the foam

When the boats are loaded down

There'll be singing in the town

When the boys of killybegs come rolling home

Now you've donned your rubber boots and you've got your oil-skins on

And you check your gear to see that it's okay

And your jumper keeps you warm for it's cold before the dawn

And you're ready to begin another day

With a pleasant rolling sea

And the herring running free

And our ships all gliding gently through the foam

When the boats are loaded down

There'll be singing in the town

When the boys of killybegs come rolling home

Now you're headed out to sea

And the wind is blowing free

And you cast your nets as rain begins to fall

But the sun comes riding high

And the clouds will soon blow by

And today you'll maybe take your bumper haul

With a pleasant rolling sea

And the herring running free

And our ships all gliding gently through the foam

When the boats are loaded down

There'll be singing in the town

When the boys of killybegs come rolling home

Now there's purple on the hills

And there's green down on the shore

And the sun has cast it's gold upon the sea

And there's silver down below

Where the herring fishes go

If we catch them there'll be gold for you and me

With a pleasant rolling sea

And the herring running free

And our ships all gliding gently through the foam

When the boats are loaded down

There'll be singing in the town

When the boys of killybegs come rolling home

Well the weather's rolling rough

And the work gets plenty touth

And the ropes will raise the welts upon your hands

But you'll never leave the sea

For whoever you may be

When it's in your blood it's hard to live on land

With a pleasant rolling sea

And the herring running free

And our ships all gliding gently through the foam

When the boats are loaded down

There'll be singing in the town

When the boys of killybegs come rolling home

With a pleasant rolling sea

And the herring running free

And our ships all gliding gently through the foam

When the boats are loaded down

There'll be singing in the town

When the boys of killybegs come rolling home