《Streets of New York》歌词

歌曲： Streets of New York

所属专辑：Celtic Symphony

歌手： The Wolfe Tones

时长： 04:29

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Streets of New York - The Wolfe Tones[00:00:00]

I was eighteen years old[00:00:09]

When I went down to Dublin[00:00:11]

With a fistfull of money[00:00:14]

And a cartload of dreams [00:00:15]

Take your time said my father [00:00:19]

Stop rushing like Hell [00:00:21]

And remember all's not[00:00:23]

What it seems to be [00:00:25]

For there's fellas who'd cut you[00:00:29]

For the coat on your back [00:00:31]

Or that watch that you got from your mother [00:00:33]

So take care my young bucko [00:00:37]

And mind yourself well [00:00:40]

Would you give this wee note to my brother [00:00:42]

At the time Uncle Benjy was a policeman in Brooklyn [00:00:46]

And my father the youngest [00:00:51]

Looked after the farm [00:00:53]

Til a phone call from[00:00:56]

America said "Send the lad over "[00:00:58]

And my old fella said [00:01:01]

"Sure t'wouldn't do any harm [00:01:02]

For I've spent my life working this dirty old ground[00:01:06]

For a few pints of porter[00:01:11]

And the smell of a pound [00:01:13]

Sure maybe there's something[00:01:15]

You'll learn or you'll see [00:01:17]

And you can bring it back home [00:01:19]

Make it easier on me "[00:01:22]

So I landed at Kennedy [00:01:27]

And a big yellow taxi[00:01:29]

Carried me and my bags[00:01:31]

Through the streets and the rain [00:01:34]

Well my poor heart was thumping[00:01:37]

Around with excitement [00:01:39]

And I hardly even heard[00:01:41]

What the driver was saying [00:01:44]

We came in the Shore Parkway[00:01:47]

Through the flatlands in Brooklyn [00:01:49]

To my uncle's apartment on East 53rd [00:01:51]

I was feeling so happy [00:01:56]

I was humming a song [00:01:58]

And I sang "You're as free as a bird "[00:02:00]

Well to shorten the story [00:02:05]

What I found out that day[00:02:07]

Was that Benjy got shot[00:02:09]

Down in an uptown foray [00:02:11]

And while I was flying my wayto New York [00:02:14]

Poor Benjy was lying in a cold city morgue [00:02:19]

Well I called up my old fella [00:02:24]

Told him the news [00:02:27]

I could tell he could hardly[00:02:29]

Stand up in his shoes [00:02:31]

And he wept as he told me[00:02:33]

Go ahead with the plan [00:02:35]

And not to forget be a proud Irish man [00:02:38]

So I went up to Nellie's beside Fordham Road [00:02:45]

And I started to learn about lifting my load [00:02:50]

But the heaviest thing[00:02:55]

That I carried that year[00:02:57]

Was the bittersweet thoughts of[00:03:00]

My hometown so dear [00:03:02]

I went home that December cause my old fella died [00:03:05]

I had to borrow the money[00:03:09]

From a fella on the side [00:03:12]

And all the bright flowers and brass couldn't hide[00:03:14]

The poor wasted face of my father [00:03:18]

I sold off the old far yard for what it was worth [00:03:23]

And into my bag stuck a handful of earth [00:03:27]

Then I boarded a train and I caught me a plane [00:03:32]

And I found myself back in the U S again [00:03:37]

It's been twenty-two years since I set foot in Dublin [00:03:42]

My kids know to use the correct knife and fork [00:03:47]

But I'll never forget the green grass and the rivers [00:03:52]

As I keep law and order in the streets of New York[00:03:57]