Donaghadee

Your tradition dictates but so does mine
And didn't we have a fine old time
Except we didn't and now we're in each other's faces
Pulling up the drains and finding dirty places

Years ago, but it still frightens me
Still six miles from here to Donaghadee
Dirty cash and blood on our hands
Your hair held back with a black velvet band

You never really knew how much I could have loved you
And maybe, that's the same for you
We could rekindle the flame
Burn down the wall and wipe out the stains

Years ago, but it still frightens me
Still six miles from here to Donaghadee
Dirty cash and blood on our hands
Your hair held back with a black velvet band

Years ago, but it still frightens me
Still six miles from here to Donaghadee
Dirty cash and blood on our hands
Your hair held back with a black velvet band



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Writer(s): Michael Williamson, Martin Williamson, David Mclarnon
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