Christy Moore - A Letter to Syracuse lyrics
[Christy Moore - A Letter to Syracuse lyrics]
I wrote me a letter to Syracuse
It was a letter full of lies
I told them that we were doing fine
Very much to their surprise
For how were they to know that here
The ground was soaked in red
Or that we could fill the
Valley with our dead
I started out and told them
That by Christmas we'd begin
To pack our bags and head on home
To bring the new year in
While all around me boys who help
Me sow last season's crop
By charging at the cannons till they drop
I told my mother not to write
Cause we're always moving on
I told my brother not to join
Cause he'd only fight me gun
But, if we keep on much
Further retreating all the way
Oh we'd all be going home just any day
I wrote me a letter to Syracuse
It was a letter full of lies
I told them that we were doing fine
Very much to their surprise
For how were they to know that here
The ground was soaked in red
Or that we could fill the
Valley with our dead
It was a letter full of lies
I told them that we were doing fine
Very much to their surprise
For how were they to know that here
The ground was soaked in red
Or that we could fill the
Valley with our dead
I started out and told them
That by Christmas we'd begin
To pack our bags and head on home
To bring the new year in
While all around me boys who help
Me sow last season's crop
By charging at the cannons till they drop
I told my mother not to write
Cause we're always moving on
I told my brother not to join
Cause he'd only fight me gun
But, if we keep on much
Further retreating all the way
Oh we'd all be going home just any day
I wrote me a letter to Syracuse
It was a letter full of lies
I told them that we were doing fine
Very much to their surprise
For how were they to know that here
The ground was soaked in red
Or that we could fill the
Valley with our dead