Belfast - The Irish Rovers

Oh, I wish I was in Belfast

With some good old friends of mine

Some good old rough companions

And some good old smooth red wine

We could talk about the old times

And the old town’s sad decline

And drink to the boys on the road

Oh, I Was born in Belfast

In the center of the town

I’d take you there and show you

But they’ve pulled the old place down

And when I think about it

It always makes me frown

They bulldozed it all to make a road

And that great old place I miss so much

Has seen much better days

And still talk abou tit

As we go out separate ways

Ah, but Belfast gave me more

Than she ever took away

She prepared for me the life on the road

My mother was a cleaner

My grandad drove a tram

My father was an engineer

And they made me all I am

They have seen the city come and go

And still they give a damn

There’s so much to learn along the road

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