Beeswing (Live)-Christy Moore
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[00:00.00]Beeswing (Live) - Christy Moore
[00:13.30]I was 18 when I came to town
[00:15.94]They called it the summer of love
[00:18.60]Burning babies burning flags
[00:20.98]The hawks against the doves
[00:23.44]I took a job at the steaming way
[00:26.24]Down on Caltrim St
[00:28.37]Fell in love with a laundry girl
[00:30.93]That was workin' next to me
[00:34.88]Brown hair zig zagged across her face
[00:37.26]And a look of half surprise
[00:39.64]Like a fox caught in the headlights
[00:42.15]There was animal in her eyes
[00:45.97]She said to me
[00:47.43]"Can't you see I'm not the factory kind
[00:50.74]If you don't take me out of here
[00:54.09]I'll surely lose my mind"
[00:56.59]She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing
[01:02.31]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
[01:07.01]She was a lost child she was runnin' wild
[01:11.85](She said)
[01:12.47]"So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
[01:17.74]You wouldn't want me any other way"
[01:25.60]We busked around the market towns
[01:27.97]Fruit pickin' down in Kent
[01:30.49]We could tinker pots and pans
[01:33.05]Or knives wherever we went
[01:35.38]We were campin' down the Gower one time
[01:38.14]The work was mighty good
[01:40.71]She wouldn't wait for the harvest
[01:42.71]I thought we should
[01:46.97]I said to her we'll settle down
[01:49.43]Get a few acres dug
[01:51.62]A fire burning in the hearth
[01:54.24]And babies on the rug
[01:58.00]She said"Oh man you foolish man
[02:00.69]That surely sounds like hell
[02:04.35]You might be lord of half the world
[02:06.91]You'll not own me as well"
[02:10.26]She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing
[02:15.63]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
[02:20.27]She was a lost child she was runnin' wild
[02:25.09](She said)
[02:25.61]"So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
[02:30.74]You wouldn't want me any other way"
[02:38.27]We were drinking more in those days
[02:40.97]Our tempers reached a pitch
[02:43.27]Like a fool I let her run away
[02:45.74]When she took the rambling itch
[02:48.24]Last I heard she was living rough
[02:51.06]Back on the Derby beat
[02:53.14]A bottle of White Horse in her pocket
[02:55.58]A Wolfhound at her feet
[02:59.40]They say that she got married once
[03:01.73]To a man called Romany Brown
[03:04.36]Even a gypsy caravan
[03:05.62]Was too much like settlin' down
[03:10.13]They say her rose has faded
[03:12.32]Rough weather and hard booze
[03:16.49]Maybe that's the price you pay
[03:18.93]For the chains that you refuse
[03:22.30]She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing
[03:27.55]I miss her more than ever words can say
[03:32.14]If I could just taste all of her wildness now
[03:37.47]If I could hold her in my arms today
[03:42.85]I wouldn't want her any other way I could hold her in my arms today I wouldn't want her any other way
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[00:00.00]Beeswing (Live) - Christy Moore
[00:13.30]I was 18 when I came to town
[00:15.94]They called it the summer of love
[00:18.60]Burning babies burning flags
[00:20.98]The hawks against the doves
[00:23.44]I took a job at the steaming way
[00:26.24]Down on Caltrim St
[00:28.37]Fell in love with a laundry girl
[00:30.93]That was workin' next to me
[00:34.88]Brown hair zig zagged across her face
[00:37.26]And a look of half surprise
[00:39.64]Like a fox caught in the headlights
[00:42.15]There was animal in her eyes
[00:45.97]She said to me
[00:47.43]"Can't you see I'm not the factory kind
[00:50.74]If you don't take me out of here
[00:54.09]I'll surely lose my mind"
[00:56.59]She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing
[01:02.31]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
[01:07.01]She was a lost child she was runnin' wild
[01:11.85](She said)
[01:12.47]"So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
[01:17.74]You wouldn't want me any other way"
[01:25.60]We busked around the market towns
[01:27.97]Fruit pickin' down in Kent
[01:30.49]We could tinker pots and pans
[01:33.05]Or knives wherever we went
[01:35.38]We were campin' down the Gower one time
[01:38.14]The work was mighty good
[01:40.71]She wouldn't wait for the harvest
[01:42.71]I thought we should
[01:46.97]I said to her we'll settle down
[01:49.43]Get a few acres dug
[01:51.62]A fire burning in the hearth
[01:54.24]And babies on the rug
[01:58.00]She said"Oh man you foolish man
[02:00.69]That surely sounds like hell
[02:04.35]You might be lord of half the world
[02:06.91]You'll not own me as well"
[02:10.26]She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing
[02:15.63]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
[02:20.27]She was a lost child she was runnin' wild
[02:25.09](She said)
[02:25.61]"So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
[02:30.74]You wouldn't want me any other way"
[02:38.27]We were drinking more in those days
[02:40.97]Our tempers reached a pitch
[02:43.27]Like a fool I let her run away
[02:45.74]When she took the rambling itch
[02:48.24]Last I heard she was living rough
[02:51.06]Back on the Derby beat
[02:53.14]A bottle of White Horse in her pocket
[02:55.58]A Wolfhound at her feet
[02:59.40]They say that she got married once
[03:01.73]To a man called Romany Brown
[03:04.36]Even a gypsy caravan
[03:05.62]Was too much like settlin' down
[03:10.13]They say her rose has faded
[03:12.32]Rough weather and hard booze
[03:16.49]Maybe that's the price you pay
[03:18.93]For the chains that you refuse
[03:22.30]She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing
[03:27.55]I miss her more than ever words can say
[03:32.14]If I could just taste all of her wildness now
[03:37.47]If I could hold her in my arms today
[03:42.85]I wouldn't want her any other way I could hold her in my arms today I wouldn't want her any other way
