Danny Boy

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Rufus Wainwright - Pop, Baroque Pop

Danny Boy

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Duration: 6:11

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[Verse 1] Your skin is cold But the sun shines within your hold Your hair is gold But you see through a goldfish bowl I feel old, sick, and tired [Verse 2] We walk the streets Gently staring, wondering what to do The sun in sheets Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue [Pre-Chorus] And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend Or a herd of bulls charging stoplights red I'd be blind You broke my heart, Danny Boy Not your fault, Danny Boy [Chorus] I was had at the doorstep Played, like a two to a four-set Had like poor Job in the Bible by God [Verse 3] Day comes, I wake I wake with a hard heartache I go down to your place [Verse 4] We sit and chat Chat about new york and trips to the bayou My smile, a trick Tricking me and trying not to scare you [Pre-Chorus] And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend Or a herd of bulls charging stoplights red I'd be blind You broke my heart, Danny Boy Not your fault, Danny Boy [Chorus] I was had at the doorstep Played, like a two to a four-set Had like poor Job in the Bible by God I was had at the doorstep Had like a two to a four-set Played, like poor Job in the Bible by God

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  • Rufus Wainwright