Mouth Of The River

Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
There's people here working by day and by night
It struts like a boxer, but it's out on its feet
And there's gangs of folk living like dogs in its streets
I hopped on a boat there to go digging for gold
But all that I did there was dig my own hole
And for all that it got me, I wish I could be
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

A place so old that you can almost see its bones
And so cold, and coloured by so many ghosts
And here's the hill where Swift wrote 'Gulliver...'
Two giants still watch over travellers

To Farset, sand spit, mud flat
Mouth of the river

A gable wall that's decorated with a skull
And a flag, and in the yards now there's a lull
And all the ships, they sailed so long ago
On foggy trips, we still catch the scent of sorrow

In Farset, sand spit, mud flat
Mouth of the river

And it always rains, and you'll change
But it will always stay the same

And it always rains, and you'll change
But it will always stay the same

And it always rains, and yes you'll change, boys
But it will always stay the same
In the mouth of the river

Farset, sand spit, mud flat
Mouth of the river
Farset, sand spit, mud flat
Mouth of the river

Mouth of the river



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