The Lonesome Boatman - The Fureys

Well it was yoyo, I suppose, I play like fashion comes and goes. I can't set my mind on you. Yes I lied about those lovers, That they were just some kind of cover For the nights we used to share. I've seen this water a lot before, Still I cross it once more. I shook the hand of the boatman Who would take me back along the bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt by now I shook the hand of the boatman Who would take me back along the bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt by now There are taking bets, Living all around our bed, For I can't see my thoughts on you. And I reduced them to a scratch. You know, just some pre-fucked-up match For the nights we used to share. But I don't believe I care. I shook the hand of the boatman Who would take me back along the bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt by now I shook the hand of the boatman Who would take me back along the bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt The bridges I burnt by now I shook the hand of the boatman Who would take me back along the bridges I burnt I shook the hand of the boatman Who would take me back along the bridges I burnt

They come from the farms and the factories too And they all soon forget who they are The cares of today are soon washed away As they sit at a stool by the bar The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt Doesn't look like she works on the land The man at the end, he's a very good friend Of a man who sells cars second hand Down at the Red Rose Cafe in the Harbor There by the port just outside Amsterdam Everyone shares in the songs and the laughter Everyone there is so happy to be there The salesmen relax with a few pints of beer As they try not to speak about trade The poet won't write any verses tonight He may sing a sweet serenade So pull up a chair and forget about life It's a good thing to do now and then And if you like it here I have an idea Tomorrow let's all meet again Down at the Red Rose Cafe in the Harbor There by the port just outside Amsterdam Everyone shares in the songs and the laughter Everyone there is so happy to be there The salesmen relax with a few pints of beer As they try not to speak about trade The poet won't write any verses tonight He may sing a sweet serenade So pull up a chair and forget about life It's a good thing to do now and then And if you like it here I have an idea Tomorrow let's all meet again

When first I saw the love light in your eye I thought the world held naught but joy for me And even though we've drifted far apart I never dream, but what I dream of thee I love you as I've never loved before Since first I saw you on the village green Come to me 'ere my dream of love are o'er I love you as I loved you When you were sweet When you were sweet sixteen I love you as I've never loved before Since first I saw you on the village green Come to me 'ere my dreams of love are o'er I love you as I loved you When you were sweet When you were sweet sixteen