"The Songs That Built My Life" lyrics
Fiddler's Green & The O'Reillys & The Paddyhats Lyrics
"The Songs That Built My Life"
These are the songs, the songs
The songs that built my life
In every tear and every drop of my blood
In the town of Ballybay, where the wild winds blow
I roamed through the streets where the old times flow
Danced with Molly Malone in the Dublin rain
Drank whiskey from the jar to drown the pain
In my dirty old town, where we first met
Where the Wild Rover sang, and I'll never forget
These are the songs, the songs
The songs that built my life
In every tear and every drop of my blood
The songs, the songs
That keep away the strife
They mean everything to me
They are everything I've got
The Leaving of Liverpool was hard to bear
But Carrickfergus whispered, there's love everywhere
The Star of the County Down lighting our path
We found joy in the journey, and shared every laugh
The Rising of the Moon brought hope to our way
As we sang the Irish Rover at Botany Bay
These are the songs, the songs
The songs that built my life
In every tear and every drop of my blood
The songs, the songs
That keep away the strife
They mean everything to me
They are everything I've got
Ooh...
These are the songs, the songs
The songs that built my life
In every tear and every drop of my blood
The songs, the songs
That keep away the strife
They mean everything to me
They are everything I've got
Yes they mean everything to me
They are everything I've got
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