《Magic Nights in the Lobby Bar》是John Spillane演唱的歌曲，收錄於《Will We Be Brilliant Or What?》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Magic Nights in the Lobby Bar
- 所屬專輯：Will We Be Brilliant Or What?
- 歌曲原唱：John Spillane
- 發行日期：2002年01月01日
歌曲歌詞
They were magic nights in the lobby bar
With Brendan ring playing Madame Bonaparte's
Every note that the piper would play
Would send me away send me away
Away through the window away through the rain
Away cross the city away in the air
To a field by a river where the trees are so green
The deepest of green that you've ever seen
Where once you have been you can go back again
You can go any time you can go any time
Cause it's only in your mind
They were magic nights in the lobby bar
With Ricky lynch and his golden guitar
Singing autumn in Mayfield and the barley was ripe
And the harvest moon hung low in the sky
We were children and our mothers were young
And fathers were tall and kind
And every word that Ricky would play
Would send me away send me away
Away through the window away through the rain
Away cross the city away in the air
To a field by a river where the trees are so green
The deepest of green you've ever seen
Where once you have been you can go back again
You can go any time you can go any time
Cause it's only in your mind
They were magic nights in the lobby bar
When ger Wolfe would sing like a lark
Singing winter on holly call on the hanger road
I am the blood of Erin spilt in an empty cave
I am the flower of Ireland out on the drifting wave
I am the lark of Mayfield tumbling down the hill
I am the child of summer I can remember you still
And every word that ger would say
Would send me away send me away
Away through the window away through the rain
On a carriage of music away in the air
To a field by a river where the trees are so green
The deepest of green that you've ever seen
Where once you have been you can go back again
You can go any time you can go any time
Cause it's only in your mind
It was autumn in Mayfield and the barley was ripe
And the harvest moon hung low in the sky
We were children and our mothers were young
And fathers were tall and kind
