Текст песни




As I'm sitting in the firelight and turning back the years
I can hear my mother singing in the morning
As she scrubbed our shining faces then packed us off to school
All too soon those days were over without warning
So sing me the songs of our gold and silver days
Days filled with innocence and light
Not a penny to our name, we were happy just the same
In our gold and silver days
In the parlor on a Friday night me father took the floor
I can hear us join together in the chorus
Singing just a song of twilight or the moon behind the hill
Now those voices are all silent, gone before us
So sing me the songs of our gold and silver days
Days filled with innocence and light
Not a penny to our name, we were happy just the same
In our gold and silver days
When we'd gather at the daisy field on Sunday after mass
We were into Johnny Quigley and The Royal
Through the years we all were scattered
But those friends were good and true
Always there when they were needed, always loyal
So sing me the songs of our gold and silver days
Days filled with innocence and light
Not a penny to our name, we were happy just the same
In our gold and silver days
Sing me the songs of our gold and silver days
Days filled with innocence and light
Not a penny to our name, we were happy just the same
In our gold and silver days



Авторы: Phil Coulter Copyright: Real World Works Ltd, Four Seasons Music Ltd, Spirit Two Music Crescendo



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