Rum, Bum and Violina - The Porters

Deep in your heart there was once a diamond shining bright Every dark place you passed by turned into light But somebody broke into your heart and blew out your lights And your sparkling little diamond turned pale overnight What the hell has become of that pretty girl so sweet and nice Where have remaind your insatiable thirst after life Girl what ever they have done to you, where ever you are No ever so big force on earth could kill a burning heart Shine on, shine on Don't let the bastards drag you down Shine on, like a torch burns in a storm Shine on and on, and keep the fire burning Shine on, shine on, shine on Your train ran off the rails, hey girl you didn't lay the tracks If you wanna reach for the sky you have to go through hell and back Don't deliver girl, let me take you by the hand At the end of the rainbow the way of cross still ends Shine on, shine on Don't let the bastards drag you down Shine on, like a torch burns in a storm Shine on and on, and keep the fire burning Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on Don't let the bastards drag you down Shine on, shine on Don't let the bastards drag you down Shine on, like a torch burns in a storm Shine on and on, and keep the fire burning Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on Don't let the bastards drag you down

I still remember the day, you were standing on the Kay, With tears in your eyes, as the sirens yelled. It was time to go aboard, fair-the-well to you my love. One last look in your sad eyes, and one last kiss. For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me, Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea, Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine. They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart, Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes. Of their homes Too many years have passed by, too much time upon the see. All the memories of you signing to decrees. The taste of your lips, and the smell of your hair, The longing in your voice as you said "goodbye". For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me, Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea, Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine. They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart, Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes. Of their homes When I'm sitting here alone, with the whistle in my hand, I hope the wind will blow this song across to you. And one fine day I will return, to the harbor of my home, You'll hear the sirens yell, you'll know that it's me coming home. For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me, Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea, Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine. They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart, Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes. Of their homes