Lullaby of London
As I walked down by the riverside
One evening in the spring
Heard a long gone song
From days gone by
Blown in on the great North wind
Though there no lonesome corncrake's cry
Or sorrow and delight
You can hear the cars
And the shouts from bars
And the laughter and the fights
May the ghosts that howled
Round the house at night
Never keep you from your sleep
May they all sleep tight
Down in hell tonight
Or where ever they may be
As I walked on with a heavy heart
Then a stone danced on the tide
And the song went on
Though the lights were gone
And the North wind gently sighed
And an evening breeze coming from the East
That kissed the riverside
So I pray now child that you sleep tonight
When you hear my lullaby
May the wind that blows from haunted graves
Never bring you misery
May the angels bright
Watch you tonight
And keep you while you sleep
Thanks to Mr S. MacGowan & The Pogues.
One evening in the spring
Heard a long gone song
From days gone by
Blown in on the great North wind
Though there no lonesome corncrake's cry
Or sorrow and delight
You can hear the cars
And the shouts from bars
And the laughter and the fights
May the ghosts that howled
Round the house at night
Never keep you from your sleep
May they all sleep tight
Down in hell tonight
Or where ever they may be
As I walked on with a heavy heart
Then a stone danced on the tide
And the song went on
Though the lights were gone
And the North wind gently sighed
And an evening breeze coming from the East
That kissed the riverside
So I pray now child that you sleep tonight
When you hear my lullaby
May the wind that blows from haunted graves
Never bring you misery
May the angels bright
Watch you tonight
And keep you while you sleep
Thanks to Mr S. MacGowan & The Pogues.
posted by lukeski at 12:50 am
1 Comments:
Not STILL the lullaby to greet me when I click on liukchik.blogspot.com. You're only as good as your last post, sir. I demand new, fresh produce. That one's gone off, is past its sell-by date, needs to be reduced to half-price. Especially now, when I'm mid piece of work, I click on blogs furiously, constantly. I need to be entertained. Pull your finger out...
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