Trip To Jerusalem(Live At Adare Manor, 1981, RTÉ)

歌詞

I'm a stranger here from Ireland's shore; I've been on the road six months or more Hikin', workin', travel in style; I'm a vagabond from Erin's Isle My sunburned thumb stuck up in the air, many's the lift from here to there Cars, buses, vans and trains, in the punishing heat, the snow and the rain Chorus: Whack fol the diddle fol the diro day Whack fol the diddle fol the daro Mrs. Dolan, your son he isn't workin' I came from Dublin to Jerusalem town, had a drink or two on the journey down At a railway station called Gare du Nord, I missed my train through garglin' hard Three days later in Napoli, on a Turkish boat I sailed the sea Slept in a hot hole down below, travelin' tourist class, you know Chorus When the Promised Land came into sight, the customs man gave me a fright "How much money have you got with you, Joe?" I bluffed and said, "Fifty pounds or so." He said, "Shalom," I said, "Good day." Grabbed me guitar, got fast away Down to the dessert then I went, digging up history and livin' in a tent Chorus It was in the Gulf of Aqaba, I met some Paddies and we had a fleadh Danced through streets of Eilat Town, sang Sean South of Garryowen I was travelin', I don't know, you pack your gear, get up and go Leave the crack for another bout, could damn well do with a pint of stout Chorus