《Old Bog Road》歌词

[00:00:00] Old Bog Road - The Original Irish Boys

[00:00:08] My feet are here on Broadway

[00:00:13] This blessed harvest more

[00:00:17] But oh the ache that's in the

[00:00:20] For the spot where I was born

[00:00:25] My weary hands are blistered

[00:00:30] From work in cold and heat

[00:00:34] And oh to swing a scythe today

[00:00:38] Through a field of Irish wheat

[00:00:43] Had I the chance to wander back

[00:00:47] Or own a kings abode

[00:00:51] To sooner see the hawthorn tree

[00:00:55] By the old bog road

[00:01:00] When I was young and restless

[00:01:04] My mind was ill at ease

[00:01:08] Through dreaming of America

[00:01:13] And the gold beyond the seas

[00:01:17] Oh sorrow take their money

[00:01:21] Till hard together that's same

[00:01:25] And what's the world to any man

[00:01:30] Where no one speaks his name

[00:01:34] I've had my day and here I am

[00:01:38] That's bater pers my load

[00:01:42] A long three thousand miles away

[00:01:47] From the old bog road

[00:02:25] Ah lifes a weary puzzle

[00:02:29] Past finding out by man

[00:02:34] I'll take the day for what it's worth

[00:02:38] And do the best I can

[00:02:42] Since no one cares a rush for me

[00:02:47] What need is there to moan

[00:02:51] I'll go my way and draw my pay

[00:02:55] And smoke my pipe alone

[00:02:59] Each human heart must know it's grief

[00:03:04] Though litter be it's lode

[00:03:08] So god be with you ireland

[00:03:12] And the old bog road

[00:03:17] God be with you ireland

[00:03:21] And the old bog road