I was born in a Dublin street where the loyal drums do beat. And the loving English feet, they walked all over us. And every single night, when me da would come home right. Heβd invite the neighbors out with this chorus
I was born in a Dublin street where the loyal drums do beat. And the loving English feet, they walked all over us. And every single night, when me da would come home right. Heβd invite the neighbors out with this chorus