14.So Cold In Ireland
Here is a story
Of hope and of glory
He's 18 years old and well,
I fell in love
Where have you gone from me？
The one that I loved endlessly
We used to have a life
Now it's all gone
Mystified, mystified, mystified
Does it have to be so cold in Ireland？
Does it have to be so cold in Ireland？
For me (are thee waitin for me'？)
Where have you gone from me？
The one that I loved endlessly
We were to have a child
Yesterday's gone
Well I knew the time would come
When I'd have to leave, they've won
Look what they've done to me
They've taken my head
It's killing me
Killing me,
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