Christy Moore - God Woman lyrics
[Christy Moore - God Woman lyrics]
She spent seven days creating
The World, The Sun, the Moon and The Stars
Then The Plough and The Milky Way
Jupiter and Mars
Takin' a bone from her ribcage she carved
A fine cut of a man
Dropped him in where The Seven Springs
Flow into The Pollardstown Fen
'Go forth sez she, 'me darling boy
Go forth in the name of God'
What better place to begin mo bhuachaillin
Then below in The Yellow Bog
God Woman, God Woman
On a beautiful hill near Clongorey
He built a beehive cell
Where he contemplated Limbo as he
Drank from Saint Bridgid's Well
He recited the Sorrowful Mysteries
Said Mass at the High Cross of Moone
Traumatisin' himself with terrible
Thoughts of eternal damnation and doom
He began to break up the bordellos
To smash all the poitin stills
Frothing at the mouth as he ranted
'yiz'I I all burn in Hell for your sins'
DijxIented by loneliness the poor
Man could not sleep
All he had for company was
Altar boys and sheep
'Til one night after devotions he met up
With a mot from Coill Dubh
On the bog road down by Clogherinka
She whispered the secrets of love
After spendin' all night in the furze bush
He emerged a fully fledged man
Took Bedelia back home to the beehive to
Polish up his auld pots and pans
They danced and danced to the music
To the sound of the Angelus bell
They boogied and jived around the beehive as
They danced between Heaven and Hell
The World, The Sun, the Moon and The Stars
Then The Plough and The Milky Way
Jupiter and Mars
Takin' a bone from her ribcage she carved
A fine cut of a man
Dropped him in where The Seven Springs
Flow into The Pollardstown Fen
'Go forth sez she, 'me darling boy
Go forth in the name of God'
What better place to begin mo bhuachaillin
Then below in The Yellow Bog
God Woman, God Woman
On a beautiful hill near Clongorey
He built a beehive cell
Where he contemplated Limbo as he
Drank from Saint Bridgid's Well
He recited the Sorrowful Mysteries
Said Mass at the High Cross of Moone
Traumatisin' himself with terrible
Thoughts of eternal damnation and doom
He began to break up the bordellos
To smash all the poitin stills
Frothing at the mouth as he ranted
'yiz'I I all burn in Hell for your sins'
DijxIented by loneliness the poor
Man could not sleep
All he had for company was
Altar boys and sheep
'Til one night after devotions he met up
With a mot from Coill Dubh
On the bog road down by Clogherinka
She whispered the secrets of love
After spendin' all night in the furze bush
He emerged a fully fledged man
Took Bedelia back home to the beehive to
Polish up his auld pots and pans
They danced and danced to the music
To the sound of the Angelus bell
They boogied and jived around the beehive as
They danced between Heaven and Hell