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Malachy

アーティスト:The Irish Descendants  アルバム:Rollin' Home 

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I was making my way down Brafton street, my head was in a spin Not knowing my destination, not knowing where I'd been. The world and all it's pressures kept forcin' me to rush I stepped inside old Malachy's place and felt a soothing hush. Malachy stood behind the bar dressed in his apron white A philosopher of sort, he claimed, and sometimes he was right A curious combination of poet and of sage Yet he had a healthy outlook you won't find on any page Chorus He said, "Sit down, what's your hurry? No need to move so fast. Life will offer you many things, and some that may not last. The things that we ought to cherish and search for till the end, are the moments we chance upon, like the beauty of the setting sun and I haven't met a man yet I cannot call my friend." "I've made some observations of this species we call man,


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