November 20, 2010 § Leave a comment

“Well I worked on the railroad

For tuppence a day

Drank down one penny

The other I’d save

I hammered and I hammered

For God knows how long

Well into madness with each setting sun

I put my head down and I dreamt you were here

With me by the old tree where no one could care


Far away boys, far away boys

Away from you now

I’m lyin’ with my sweetheart

In her arms I’ll be found


Then the sun belched upon me

You were no longer here

Lyin’ in your place was my hammer and my gear

So I stamped out the fire that kept us both warm

The ashes were fallin’

Like the snow drops of old”


Flogging Molly – ‘Far Away Boys’


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