Paddy Goes To Holyhead - Jimmy Clay

Jimmy Clay

So as you walk down the street
who will talk to you
Six o´ clock it´s getting late
The moon is rising and the sticky dew
fall´s to the ground by the gate

With your rfile on your shoulder
as you walk alone
Listening to the boot-heels hit the sod
Smokin your cigar as you hum a song
Thinking of your mother and your God

Now you´re alone Jimmy Clay
As your smoke your cigar and earn your pay
With 15000 soldiers marching by your side
Now you´re alone Jimmy Clay

Do you remember New York Town
good old New York Town
The cops, the friends, the drunks and all
The whores who took your money
when you couldn´t stand
All those roaring nights you can´t recall

Do you remember Alice Faye
good old Alice Faye
She´s been through life at least
ten times around
And when she said she loved
you well she meant it boy
Do you remember the night you nearly drowned

Now you´re alone Jimmy Clay
As you smoke your cigar and think of yesterday
But yesterday don´t matter when it´s going away
Now you´re alone Jimmy Clay

Now as you lie there in the mud
who will talk to you
Nobody, Jimmy Clay
For if you´ve gone mankind soon
follows after you
Doesn´t it Jimmy Clay

And your face will grown mouldy
when they´ve kissed your cheek
And say please die for us, Jimmy Clay
Ans so you died a soldier and a hero´s death
Congratulations Jimmy Clay

Now you´re alone Jimmy Clay
As you smoke your cigar and earn your pay
Somewhere in the distance hear a fiddle play
But not one note will change Jimmy Clay