The Broad Majestic Shannon

The Mary Wallopers - Pop, Ireland
The Broad Majestic Shannon
2 Plays
Duration: 3:40
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Oh the last time I saw you, we were down at the Greeks There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks You sang me a song that was pure as the breeze On the road lead up Glenaveigh [Verse 2] I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom Heard the men coming from the fair in Shinrone Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go [Chorus] Take my hand and dry your tеars, babe Take my hand, forget your fеars, babe There's no pain, there's no more sorrow They've all gone, gone in the years, babe [Verse 3] Oh I sat for a while by the gap in the wall Found a rusty tin can and an old hurlin' ball The cards being dealt and the rosary called And the fiddle playing Sean Dún na nGall [Verse 4] Now the next time I see you, we'll be down at the Greeks There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl 'Bout a rusty tin can and an old hurlin' ball [Chorus] Take my hand and dry your tears, babe Take my hand, forget your fears, babe There's no pain, there's no more sorrow They've all gone, gone in the years, babe [Outro] So I walked as day was dawning Where small birds sang and leaves were falling Where we once watched the rowboats landing By the broad majestic Shannon Where we once watched the rowboats landing By the broad majestic Shannon
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Credits
- Writers
- Shane MacGowan