Aisling

Album cover art for "Aisling" by Shane MacGowan and The Popes

Shane MacGowan and The Popes - Rock, Folk Punk

Aisling

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[Verse 1] See the moon is once more rising Above our our land of black and green Hear the rebels' voices calling I shall not die, though you bury me Hear the aunt in bed a dying Where is my Johnny? Faded pictures in the hallway Which one of these brown ghosts is he? [Chorus] Fare thee well, my black haired diamond Fare the well, my own Aisling Thoughts and dreams of you will haunt me 'Till I come back home again [Bridge] And the wind, it blows to the north and south And blows to the east and west I'll be just like the wind, my love For I will have no rest 'Til I return to thee [Bridge] And the wind, it blows to the north and south And blows to the east and west I'll be just like the wind, my love For I will have no rest 'Til I return to thee [Verse 2] Bless the wind that shakes the barley Curse the spade and curse the plough Waking in the morning early I wish to hell I was with you now One, two, three, four telephone poles Give me a drink of sweet poitin' Madness from the mountains crawling When I first met you, my own Aisling [Chorus] Fare thee well, my black haired diamond Fare the well, my own Aisling Thoughts and dreams of you will haunt me 'Til I come back home again Fare thee well, my black haired diamond Fare the well, my own Aisling Thoughts and dreams of you will haunt me 'Til I come back home again

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Writers
  • Shane MacGowan