I SAT DOWN TO WRITE YOU A LOVE
SONG
I SWORE THAT I’D FINISH, THIS
TIME
I SAT DOWN TO WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG
TO REMIND ME OF THE TIME THAT YOU WERE MINE
Strange each time I let my
heart speak
It always seems to turn out western-style
Could it be I’m really am a culchie?
A cowboy from the Emerald Isle
I SAT DOWN TO WRITE…….
Remember we danced at the
crossroads?
Swinging to the beat of Paddy-Joe
Sneaking off to the bushes
To a place where accordions can’t go
I SAT DOWN TO WRITE…….
We used to go to hear the
show-bands
To see Big Tom and Johnny McEvoy
But you put me off me bacon and me cabbage
The night you went and said goodbye
I SAT DOWN TO WRITE…….
I went to see you in
You had a one roomed flat out in Rathgar
I seen you chatting up the tourists
And drinking pints of wine in Temple Bar
I SAT DOWN TO WRITE…….