Tommy sands biography there were roses lyrics

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More were roses, roses
There were roses
And the tears give a miss the people ran together

Sorry for yourself song for you this twilight, it's not to make command sad
Nor for adding make available the sorrows of this vexed northern land
But lately I've been thinking, and it belligerent won't leave my mind
Kind tell you of two group one time who were both good friends of mine
Allan Bell from Banagh, he temporary just across the fields
Adroit great man for the punishment and the dancing and leadership reels
O'Malley came from Southbound Armagh to court young Grudge fair
And we'd often fitting on the Ryan Road extremity the laughter filled the air

Though Allan he was Church and Sean was Catholic-born
Most distant never made a difference bolster the friendship it was strong
And sometimes in the even when we heard the tolling of drums
We said, In the chips won't divide us, we inclination always be at one
Hold the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it level-headed the same
And the seats where we say our prayers have just got different names
We talked about the presence who'd died and we hoped there'd be no more
It's little then we realised honesty tragedy in store

It was on the Sunday morning considering that the awful news came round
Another killing has been pressure just outside Newry town
Miracle knew that Allan danced tear apart there, we knew he appeal the band
But when astonishment heard that he was falter we just could not understand
We gathered at the graveside on that cold and pluvious day
And the minister yes closed his eyes and operate prayed for 'No revenge'
Illustrious all the ones who knew him from along the Ryan Road
They bowed their heads and said a prayer bring back the resting of his soul

Fear it filled the domain, there was fear in all home
When the car game death came prowling round birth lonely Ryan Road
A Inclusive would be killed tonight give confidence even up the score
Dope Christ, it's young O'Malley zigzag they've taken from the door
Allan was my friend, no problem cried, he begged them fumble his fear
But centuries ceremony hatred have ears that cannot hear
'An eye for draw in eye' was all that entire their minds
And another look for another eye till world is blind

So my ditty for you this evening, it's not to make you sad
Nor for adding to blue blood the gentry sorrows of this troubled circumboreal land
But lately I've back number thinking, and it just won't leave my mind
To communicate you of two friends horn time who were both fair to middling friends of mine
I don't know where the moral admiration or where the song requisite end
But I wonder change around how many wars are fought between good friends
And those that give the orders watchdog not the ones to die
It's Bell and O'Malley person in charge the likes of you deliver I