Dublin (Danny's Jig)
Well I traveled 40 years
But never did I find
Someone with so much mystery
And whose eyes are all so kind
From the pipes of the morning
To the bell of closing time
I'll spend my days in Dublin
Left my worries far behind
From the time I was a child
I dreamt of Grafton street
Where singers sing their songs
Chasing charity at their feet
The trumpets blow for freedom
The drums they beat with pride
But the singer to remember
It's a joy to be alive
Won't you bury me in Dublin, that's where I want to be
I'm a stranger in my home land, I'm a prisoner of the sea
Won't you bury me in Dublin, in the field of morning dew
In the home of all my brothers, my heart belongs to you
With an unending spirit
And the will to carry on
You taught me to remember
This love will keep you strong
You asked me what I wanted
Am I content with less
Won't you give me just this one thing
As I lay my soul to rest
Won't you bury me in Dublin, that's where I want to be
I'm a stranger in my home land, I'm a prisoner of the sea
Won't you bury me in Dublin, in the field of morning dew
In the home of all my brothers, my heart belongs to you
But never did I find
Someone with so much mystery
And whose eyes are all so kind
From the pipes of the morning
To the bell of closing time
I'll spend my days in Dublin
Left my worries far behind
From the time I was a child
I dreamt of Grafton street
Where singers sing their songs
Chasing charity at their feet
The trumpets blow for freedom
The drums they beat with pride
But the singer to remember
It's a joy to be alive
Won't you bury me in Dublin, that's where I want to be
I'm a stranger in my home land, I'm a prisoner of the sea
Won't you bury me in Dublin, in the field of morning dew
In the home of all my brothers, my heart belongs to you
With an unending spirit
And the will to carry on
You taught me to remember
This love will keep you strong
You asked me what I wanted
Am I content with less
Won't you give me just this one thing
As I lay my soul to rest
Won't you bury me in Dublin, that's where I want to be
I'm a stranger in my home land, I'm a prisoner of the sea
Won't you bury me in Dublin, in the field of morning dew
In the home of all my brothers, my heart belongs to you
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Bodeman
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