《Mcilhatton》歌词

歌曲： Mcilhatton

所属专辑：Ride On

歌手： Christy Moore

时长： 03:02

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Mcilhatton - Christy Moore[00:00:03]

In Glenravel's Glen there lives a man whom some would call a god[00:00:12]

For he could cure your shakes with a bottle of his stuff would cost you thirty bob[00:00:16]

Come winter summer frost all over a jiggin' Spring on the breeze[00:00:22]

In the dead of night a man steps by "McIlhatton if you please"[00:00:28]

McIlhatton you blurt we need you cry a million shaking men[00:00:34]

Where are your sacks of barley will your likes be seen again [00:00:38]

Here's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a swing to the girl he loves[00:00:44]

May your fiddle play and poitín cure your company up above[00:00:51]

There's a wisp of smoke to the south of the Glen and the poitín is on the air[00:00:58]

The birds in the burrows and the rabbits in the sky and there's drunkards everywhere[00:01:06]

At Skerries Rock the fox is out and begod he's chasing the hounds[00:01:12]

And the only thing in decent shape is buried beneath the ground[00:01:17]

McIlhatton you blurt we need you cry a million shaking men[00:01:23]

Where are your sacks of barley will your likes be seen again [00:01:27]

Here's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a swing to the girl he loves[00:01:34]

May your fiddle play and poitín cure your company up above[00:01:39]

At McIlhatton's house the fairies are out and dancing on the hobs[00:01:49]

The goat's collapsed and the dog has run away and there's salmon down the bogs[00:01:55]

He has a million gallons of wash and the peelers are on the Glen[00:02:01]

But they'll never catch that hackler cos he's not comin' home again[00:02:06]

McIlhatton you blurt we need you cry a million shaking men[00:02:12]

Where are your sacks of barley will your likes be seen again [00:02:17]

Here's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a swing to the girl he loves[00:02:23]

May your fiddle play and poitín cure your company up above[00:02:28]

McIlhatton you blurt we need you cry a million shaking men[00:02:36]

Where are your sacks of barley will your likes be seen again [00:02:41]

Here's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a swing to the girl he loves[00:02:47]

May your fiddle play and poitín cure your company up above[00:02:53]