MISSING YOU

In nineteen hundred and eighty six
Not much work for a chippie or swinging the pick
And you can't live on love, and on love alone
So you sail o'er the ocean away 'cross the foam
To where you're a Paddie and where you're a Mick
Not much use at all bar stackin' the brick
And your mate was a spade and he carried the hod
Twoe heavy old horses, heavily shod

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Oh I'm missing you, I'd give all for the price of the flight
Oh I'm missing you, under Piccadilly's neon

And who did you murder and are you a spy
I'm just fond of the drink, helps me laugh, helps me cry
And I took to the port for a permanent high
Now I laugh a lot less, and I'll cry 'til I die
Now the summer is fine but the winter's a fridge
Wrapped up in old cardboard under Charing Cross bridge
And I'll never go home, it's because of the shame
Of a misfit reflection in a shop window pane.

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So all you young people, take an advice
Before crossing an ocean you'd better think twice
'Cos you can't live without love, without love alone
Here's the proof 'round the West End
In the nobody zone.

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(Recorded by Jimmy McCarthy on 'The song of the singing horseman')
Recorded by Christy Moore

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Bye - e.b.