Blood Of Emeralds
Moore Gary
Blood Of Emeralds
I was born up on the North side, where the Lagan River flows.
When I came across the border, I was following my nose.
there could have been no better place, there was no better time.
the deepest blood of emeralds was running through my veins.
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I was down and out on Skid Row, but I held on to my pride.
The darkest son of Ireland, he was standin' by my side.
Never looking back, we were afraid of what we'd see.
the deepest blood of emeralds was running through our veins.
Some of us will win and some of us will lose,
the strong will survive.
Some of us will fall,
some of us won't get out of here alive.
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I was angry, I was sad,
just thinking about the times we had.
I felt so lost and lonely too,
what could I say, what could I do?
After all, the time goes by.
No one knows the reasons why.
You lived each day like there was no tomorrow.
You spent those years living on time you borrowed.
And in your eyes, all I could see was sorrow.
Some of us will win and some of us will lose,
the strong will survive.
Some of us will fall,
some of us won't get out of here alive.