fiddlers green - freeman lyrics
i met him on the motorway, said he was a free man
and did i have a cigarette
hed been all over travelling, looking for a little gold
he said with a laugh, i found nothing yet
he had to get out of ireland
the police there theyve got a lot of tricks
they give a dog a bad name –
you better believe that it always sticks
chorus:
and he was worried about the rain
lord, hed never seen it rain so hard
and i was thinking about that flame that burned in his heart
hed heard about a job in london town
he hit the road from liverpool
but if your name is pat or michael
some men treat you like a fool
and he loved to hear old brady sing
he knew all the words to arthur mc bride
and when i put it on my stereo,
old man broke right down and cried
he talked about a bar he knew in dublin
lord, he wished we were there tonight
and we talked about the travelling –
sooner or later were gonna get it right
when i left him on that same motorway,
it was a bright cafe in a dark night
and as i turned away to leave him
he said, lady luck may she treat you right
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