paroles de chanson Girl In The Hi-tops - Peter Mulvey

The pretty young girl in the hi-tops
Is speaking of Shelley Shelley to me
I'm drinking red wine, I feel fine as she tells me
"We lose all the best to the sea."
We lose all the best to the sea.

The show is over; the place is almost empty
The bartenders put up the chairs
And every song that we sang
Has gone on its way to the air
Has gone on its way to the air

(Chorus)
Gone, gone, all the way gone
Everyone all the way gone to the Light--
Amen

She tells me those songs really moved her
And that she goes to school around here
And next spring, she and her boyfriend are going
To Dublin, to live for a year
To Dublin, to live for a year

Chorus

I tell her I lived in Kildare once
I manage not to say, "I was young then"
And she says, "Right on!", but I'm gone as my mind's eye
Goes wandering forward to when

To when the pretty young girl in the hi-tops
Is writing poems in a flat in Rathmines...
Tonight it's snowing in Cleveland; I'm no one to tell her
We lose all the best things to time
We lose all the best things to time.

Chorus x 2

Amen.
Amen.