paroles de chanson Sez She - The Dubliners
Me
loyal
subjects"
sez
she
Here's
my
best
respect,
sez
she
And
I'm
proud
this
day,
sez
she
Of
the
elegant
way,
sez
she
That
you
gave
me
the
hand,
sez
she
When
I
come
to
the
land,
sez
she
There
was
some
people
said,
sez
she
They
were
greatly
in
dread,
sez
she
I'd
be
murdered
or
shot,
sez
she
As
like
as
not,
sez
she
But
it's
mighty
clear,
sez
she
That
it's
not
over
here,
sez
she
That
I
have
cause
to
fear,
sez
she
It's
them
Belgiums,
sez
she
That's
throwing
the
bombs,
sez
she
And
frightening
the
life,
sez
she
Out
of
the
son
and
the
wife,
sez
she
But
in
these
parts,
sez
she
They
have
warm
hearts,
sez
she
And
they
all
like
me
well,
sez
she
Barring
the
Honour
Parnell,
sez
she
I
don't
know
Earl,
sez
she
What's
come
over
the
girl,
sez
she
And
that
other
one,
sez
she
That
Maude
Gonne,
sez
she
Dressing
in
black,
sez
she
To
welcome
me
back,
sez
she
Now
Maude'll
write,
sez
she
That
I'd
brought
the
blight,
sez
she
Or
changed
the
season,
sez
she
For
me
own
private
reason,
sez
she
And
I
think
there's
a
slate
off
that
Willie
Yeats,
sez
she
He
should
be
at
home,
sez
she
French
polishing
his
poems,
sez
she
Instead
of
writing
letters,
sez
she
About
his
betters,
sez
she
And
parading
me
crimes,
sez
she
In
The
Irish
Times,
sez
she
Ah,
but
what
does
it
matter,
sez
she
All
this
magpie
chatter,
sez
she
When
I
heard
the
welcoming
roar,
sez
she
Coming
up
from
the
shore,
sez
she
Right
over
the
foam,
sez
she
Sure
it
was
like
coming
home,
sez
she
And
me
heart
fairly
glowed,
sez
she
Along
the
"Rock
road",
sez
she
And
into
Butterstown,
sez
she
And
be
Merrion
Round,
sez
she
Until
I
come
to
the
ridge,
sez
she
Of
the
Leeson
St.
Bridge,
sez
she
And
was
greeted
in
style
By
the
beautiful
smile
Of
me
Lord
Mayor
Pyle,
sez
she
Fate
if
I'd
done
right,
sez
she
I'd
a
made
him
a
knight,
sez
she
And
I
need
not
repeat,
sez
she
How
they
cheered
in
each
street,
sez
she
Till
I
come
to
them
lads,
sez
she
Don't
you
know
them
undergrads,
sez
she
Oh,
and
indeed
and
indeed,
sez
she
I
got
many
a
God
Speed,
sez
she
But
nothing
to
compare,
sez
she
With
what
I've
got
here,
sez
she
So
pass
the
juge,
sez
she
And
I'll
fill
each
mug,
sez
she
And
I'll
give
you
a
toast,
sez
she
At
which
you
may
boast,
sez
she
Now
I
have
a
power
of
sons,
sez
she
All
sort's
of
one's,
sez
she
Some
as
quiet
as
cows,
sez
she
Some
always
in
rows,
sez
she
And
the
one
that
causes
the
most
trouble,
sez
she
Should
the
mother
loves
double,
sez
she
So
here's
to
the
men,
sez
she
That's
gone
into
win,
sez
she
That's
clearing
the
way,
sez
she
To
Pretoria
today,
sez
she
And
the
gap
of
danger,
sez
she
There's
a
Connaught
Ranger,
sez
she
And
a
fusilier
not
far,
sez
she
From
the
heart
of
the
war,
sez
she
And
they
may
talk
a
lot,
sez
she
And
them
foreign
baboons,
sez
she
May
drawn
their
cartoons,
sez
she
But
there's
one
thing
they'll
never
draw,
sez
she
And
that's
the
loin's
claw,
sez
she
For
before
our
flag
is
furled,
sez
she
We'll
own
the
world,
sez
she
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