The Ferryman from LIVE by Old Man Flanagan's Ghost

The little boats are gone from the breast of Anna Liffey
The Ferryman is stranded on the quay
Sure the Dublin docks is dying', and the way of life is gone
But Molly, it was part of you and me

Where the strawberry beds sweep down to the Liffey
You kissed away the worry from my brow
I love ya well today, and I'll love ya more tomorrow
If ya ever loved me Molly, love me now

Twas the only job I knew, it was hard but never lonely
The Liffey ferry made a man of me
And it's gone without a whisper, and forgotten even now
And sure it's over Molly can't ya see

Well now I'll tend the yard and I'll spend me days in talking
I'll hear them whisper, "Charlie's on the dole"
But Molly we're still living' and Darlin' we're still young
And that river never owned me heart and soul

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