Songtexte Coming of the Road - The Dubliners

Now that our mountain is growing
With people hungry for wealth
How come it's you that's a-going
And I'm left all alone by myself

We used to hunt the cool caverns
Deep in our forest so green
Then came the road and the tavern
And you found a new love it seems

Once I had you and the wild woods
Now it's just dusty roads
And I can't help from blaming your going
To the coming, the coming of the roads

Look how they cut us to pieces
Our ancient poplar and oak
The hillside it's stained with the greases
That burns out the heavens with smoke

You used to curse the bold crewmen
That stripped our earth of its ore
Now you've changed and you've gone over to them
And you've learned to love what you hated before

Once I thanked God for my treasures
Now it's just dusty roads
And I can't help from blaming your going
To the coming, the coming of the roads