Christy Moore - Missing You lyrics
[Christy Moore - Missing You lyrics]
In nineteen hundred and eighty six
There's not much for a chippie
But swinging a pick
And you can't live on love, on love alone
So you sail cross the ocean
Away 'cross the foam
To where you're a Paddy, a Biddy or a Mick
Good for nothing but stacking a brick
Your best mate's a spade and he carries a hod
Two work horses heavily shod
Oh, I'm missing you
I'd give all for the price of a flight
Oh, I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon
Who did you murder, are you a spy?
I'm just fond of a drink, helps me laugh
Helps me cry so I just drink red biddy
For a permanent high
I laugh a lot less and I'll cry till I die
Oh, I'm missing you
I'd give all for the price of a flight
Oh, I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon
All ye young people now take my advice
Before crossing the ocean you'd
Better think twice
'Cause you can't live without love
Without love alone
The proof is round London in the nobody zone
Where the summer is fine
But the winter's a fridge
Wrapped up in old cardboard
Under Charing Cross Bridge
And I'll never go home now
Because of the shame
Of misfit's reflection in a shop window pane
Oh, I'm missing you
I'd give all for the price of a flight
Oh, I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon
There's not much for a chippie
But swinging a pick
And you can't live on love, on love alone
So you sail cross the ocean
Away 'cross the foam
To where you're a Paddy, a Biddy or a Mick
Good for nothing but stacking a brick
Your best mate's a spade and he carries a hod
Two work horses heavily shod
Oh, I'm missing you
I'd give all for the price of a flight
Oh, I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon
Who did you murder, are you a spy?
I'm just fond of a drink, helps me laugh
Helps me cry so I just drink red biddy
For a permanent high
I laugh a lot less and I'll cry till I die
Oh, I'm missing you
I'd give all for the price of a flight
Oh, I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon
All ye young people now take my advice
Before crossing the ocean you'd
Better think twice
'Cause you can't live without love
Without love alone
The proof is round London in the nobody zone
Where the summer is fine
But the winter's a fridge
Wrapped up in old cardboard
Under Charing Cross Bridge
And I'll never go home now
Because of the shame
Of misfit's reflection in a shop window pane
Oh, I'm missing you
I'd give all for the price of a flight
Oh, I'm missing you under Piccadilly's neon