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The Dubliners

The Stone Outside Dan Murphy's Door

 

The Stone Outside Dan Murphy's Door

(álbum: 30 Years A-Greying - 1992)


There's a sweet garden spot in our memory
It's the place we were born and reared
It's long years ago since we left it
But return there we will if we're spared
Our friends and companions of childhood
Would assemble each night near a store
'Round Dan Murphey's shop
And how often we sat
On the stone outside Dan Murphy's door

Those days in our hearts we will cherish
Contented although we were poor
And the songs that were sung
In the days we were young
On the stone outside Dan Murphy's door

When our day's work was over we'll meet there
In the winter or spring just the same
Then the boys and the girls all together
Would join in some innocent game
Dan Murphy would take down his fiddle
While his daughter looked after the store
The music did ring and sweet song we would sing
On the stone outside Dan Murphy's door

Those days in our hearts we will cherish
Contented although we were poor
And the songs that were sung
In the days we were young
On the stone outside Dan Murphy's door

Back again will our thoughts often wander
To the scene that were childhoods home
The friends and companions we left there
It was poverty caused us to roam
Since then in this life we have prospered
But still in our hearts we feel sore
For memory will fly to the days long gone by
And the stone outside Dan Murphy's door

Those days in our hearts we will cherish
Contented although we were poor
And the songs that were sung
In the days we were young
On the stone outside Dan Murphy's door

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