Christy Moore - The Birmingham Six lyrics
[Christy Moore - The Birmingham Six lyrics]
There was five men playing poker
On the Heysham train
Fate was dealing them a cruel hand
Hugh Callaghan was walking home
Through the evening rain
Not knowing what lay in store for him
You'll find traces of nitro on cigarettes
And matches
On formica tabletops and on decks
Of playin' cards
When forensic found traces on the
Hands of these six men
The police drove up from Birmingham
They were hoping the case was closed
Have you ever seen the
Mugshots that wеre taken
After forty еight hours in custody?
Battered and bruised
Haunted looks upon their faces
The judge accepted they confessed willingly -
Please take another look at what you see
If you tell me my family are being terrorised
Keep me awake for six days and nights
Confused and terrified
In the lonely dark of night
I'll swear that black is white -
If you let me just lay down and close my eyes
I'll sign anything
If you let me close my eyes
Scales of justice, balance up your act -
Am I talking to myself or to the wall?
Hugh Callaghan, Paddy Hill, Gerry Hunter
Johnny Walker
Billy Power, Dick McIlkenny scapegoats all
For sixteen years they've been
Talking to the wall
On the Heysham train
Fate was dealing them a cruel hand
Hugh Callaghan was walking home
Through the evening rain
Not knowing what lay in store for him
You'll find traces of nitro on cigarettes
And matches
On formica tabletops and on decks
Of playin' cards
When forensic found traces on the
Hands of these six men
The police drove up from Birmingham
They were hoping the case was closed
Have you ever seen the
Mugshots that wеre taken
After forty еight hours in custody?
Battered and bruised
Haunted looks upon their faces
The judge accepted they confessed willingly -
Please take another look at what you see
If you tell me my family are being terrorised
Keep me awake for six days and nights
Confused and terrified
In the lonely dark of night
I'll swear that black is white -
If you let me just lay down and close my eyes
I'll sign anything
If you let me close my eyes
Scales of justice, balance up your act -
Am I talking to myself or to the wall?
Hugh Callaghan, Paddy Hill, Gerry Hunter
Johnny Walker
Billy Power, Dick McIlkenny scapegoats all
For sixteen years they've been
Talking to the wall