Cricklewood

歌手: Christy Moore • 专辑:The Box Set: 1964 - 2004 • 发布时间:2004-03-19
作词 : John B. Keane
 作曲 : John B. Keane
 Cricklewood  Cricklewood
You stole my youth away
I was young  and innocent
You were old and grey
Come all you  true born Irishmen  and listen to my song
I am a bold buck navvy  and I don’t know right from wrong
Of late I’ve been  transported  from Ireland’s holy shore
My case  is sad  my crime  is bad  I  was born poor
If you are born poor me  lads it is a shocking state
The judge will sit  upon your crime  and this he will relate
I find the prisoner guilty  and the law  I must lay down
Let him be transported  straight away  to Camden Town
Take him down to Cricklewood  and leave him in the pub
Call the barman landlord  then propose to him  a sub
Leave him down in Cricklewood  mid mortar bricks and lime
Let him rot  in Cricklewood  until the end of time.
More Info
I used to live in Moss Side Manchester sharing a room  with Tony Grehan of Boyle who used to sing this song. Recorded it on my first album  and discovered subsequently that it was written by John B.Keane,the late writer  of Listowel
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