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The Kelly Family - stát se fanouškem
I'm eighteen years old and I ran the farm,
these men came in with arms.
They burnt the house, they took our lands,
they broke us living plans.
My father said: If you want to live,
then fight them like a man.
So I punched their nose and I kicked their ass,
but then my hands were cuffed.
Refr.:
Take away, take away, take away, take away my son.
Take away, take away, take away, take away my son.
Give a little heartbreak, give a little soul.
Give a little heartbreak, give a little soul.
Six hungry years behind the bars was not enough for me
to change my mind to fightin' for my brothers, for country.
So at twenty four I got a horse and fought my enemy.
But at the fields of play was shot in the back,
at least I did die free.
Refr.
Na na na, na na na, na na na na na na na na.
Refr.
How my body is dead, but the spirit lives
up here with all the Saints.
Saint Patrick and I are having fun,
drinking tons of beer.
Meanwhile on earth the Irish clans
are fighting for their lands.
I wish I were there with a gun in my hand,
fighting for them to be free!
Refr.
Přidal: Ondra dne 13. 07. 2005 v 15:54.
Počet zobrazení: 165 (1).
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