Lily

Lily - Christy Moore

Lyricist：Wally Page/Christy Moore

Composer：Wally Page/Christy Moore

I crossed the River Liffey bridge and went on up the town

By Coffey's clock twas plain to see how time was moving on

Past Neeson's and John Johnson's Tommy Tougher's and Keadeen

How's it going said Paddy Dolan game ball said Skinner Behan

The morning hooter called the workers to the factory line

To weave the bales of sisal into rope and binder twine

Beneath the weeping ash I heard Jack Lawlor's anvil ring

Back down the town in Cummins's heard John McCormack sing

From Hawkfield and Kilbelin Chinatown and Rosy's Lane

Scattered round the world we dreamt of coming home again

From the Rocks of Sydney Harbour the Bronx and Birmingham

To the Sandy Hills the seven Springs the waters of the Fen

Walking down the Moorefield road my father tellin' me

Of the Corbally eviction back in 1953

The story of Clongorey the hunger and despair

Gone but not forgotten in the history of Kildare

To stand upon the Gibbet Rath I walked along the plains

By Donnelly's Hollow heard the keening of the Curragh Wrens

Black Tans in the Barracks as young rebels crossed the fields

From the back lanes and the boreens came Sheahans and O'Neills

From Hawkfield and Kilbelin Chinatown and Rosy's Lane

Scattered round the world we dreamt of coming home again

From the Rocks of Sydney Harbour the Bronx and Birmingham

To the Sandy Hills the seven Springs

The waters of the Fen

Here comes Darky Prendergast and Mrs Charlie Weld

The Halfords and the Edderys the Brabazons and the bells

The owners and the trainers stallions and brood mares

Fillies colts and yearlings on the gallops of Kildare

The Roo

The Goo and Gandy every nickname brings a smile

Tell Fid Conks and Corney I'll be home in a little while

As the sun goes down behind the town

We'll gather on the strand

Dance to Jimmy Dunny's orchestra Tom Wilmot's Ceili band

From Hawkfield and Kilbelin Chinatown and Rosy's Lane

Scattered round the world we dreamt of coming home again

From the Rocks of Sydney Harbour the Bronx and Birmingham

Valleys of the short road of coming home again