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Pogues - Haunting Lyrics

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  • Sit down on that stool hear the cant of a fool
  • And a strange tale Ill impart to ye
  • Of a time that I lived at the buff of a hill
  • neath the burial chambers you see
  • One saturday night I got up on my bike
  • To go to a dance in the town
  • I set off at seven to be there at eleven
  • No thought of the rain coming down
  • As I pushed up the hill the rain started to spill
  • So for shelter I had to resort
  • Helter skelter I went as downhill I sped
  • To the trees at the old fairy fort
  • I pulled up my bike be a tree in the gripe
  • To find shelter out of the storm
  • The rain it came down and like stones beat the ground
  • But it was grand to be dry in that storm
  • I was dreaming away about better days
  • When a voice it says dirty ould night
  • I fell over me bike I got such a fright
  • When the ghostly voice bid me the night
  • I jumped up with a start gave the storm not a thought
  • As the hail beat a rhythm on me
  • And I stared at the tree that had spoken to me
  • Not a body was there I could see
  • The voice I had heard not another word said
  • As the hair on the head stood on me
  • And I said an our father as I peddled much faster
  • Away from that ghost haunted tree
  • For weeks and weeks after with nerves a disaster
  • Nowhere near that road would I go
  • And from dusk through the night I would shake with the fright
  • Of the tree that had haunted me so
  • Now whenever I go to a dance in the town
  • I make sure not to stop on the way
  • To be there for eleven I still leave at seven
  • But I go by a different way

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