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The Kelly Family

Take Away

 

Take Away

(专辑: Wow - 1993)


At 18 years old
And I ran the farm
This men came in with arms
They burnt the house
They took our lands
They broke our living plants
Me father said
If you want to live
You fight them like a man
So I punched their nose
And then I kicked their ass
But then my hands were cuffed

Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son

Give a little heart break, give a little soul
Give a little heart break, give a little soul

6 hungry years
Behind the bars
Were not enough for me
To change my mind
For fighting for my brothers from the tree
So it's 24 I get on my horse and fought my enemy
But at the fields of play they shot me in the back
Well, at least I did die free

Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son

Give a little heart break, give a little soul
Give a little heart break, give a little soul

Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son

Now my body is dead and my spirit lives up
Here with other Saints
St. Patrick and I having fun
And drinking tons of beer
Meanwhile on Earth the Irish clans
Are fighting for their land
I wish I were there with my gun in my hand
Fighting for them to be free

Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
Oh please don't
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away, my son
...

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