And as we walked through the streets of Arklow Oh, the color of the day wore on And our heads were filled with poetry And the morning a-comin' on to dawn
Linden Arden stole the highlights With one hand tied behind his back Loved the morning sun, and whiskey Ran like water in his veins Loved to go to church
I'm kicking off from center field A question of being down for game The one shot deal don't matter And the other one's the same Oh my friend I see you
We stood and watched the river flow We were too young to really know In the country fair, oh, in the country fair We laid out in the long green grass
I wanna comfort you I wanna comfort you I wanna comfort you Just let your tears run wild Like when you were a child I'll do what I can do I wanna comfort
In the Cul De Sac, so smooth, I look down Be less sure, sir and take your rest It's been much too long since we drifted in song Lay it down wet in this
Oh, ain't it lonely When you're living with a gun When you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone You just sit there like
Come here my love This feeling has me spellbound Yet the storyline in paragraphs Laid down the same In fathoms of my inner mind I'm mystified, oh, by
Fair play to you Killarney's lake are so blue And the architecture I'm taking in With my mind is so fine Tell me of Poe Oscar Wilde and Thoreau Let your
