Grace Petrie - Galway lyrics
[Grace Petrie - Galway lyrics]
Well it's my first time tonight in Galway
And on every single street
I can hear the hometown players
And I know I can't compete
I've got no audience to speak of
But, I take it on the chin
'Cause, I'm the worst thing
On in town tonight and it's 10 euros in
Well the promoter's setting out all
Of the chairs that he can find
I tell him optimism isn't
What I look for in his kind
Still he's confident of walk-up
But, I don't think we've got much chance
It's the first show of my life that was more
Expensive in advance
And I'll never be Ed Sheeran
God knows I'm no Stevе Earle
I'm four hundred miles away tonight
From my Hеrtfordshire girl
And if temptation should befall me
To overstate my worth
At least there's always Galways
To bring me down to earth
Well I've played rooms of hundreds
That have never felt so loud
'Cause it's not the size of the
Crowd that's in the gig
But the gig that's in the crowd
And tonight they are heroic
Their response enough to seem
Like they could fill a football stadium
When they're a few short for a team
And we're halfway through the setlist
And the finish line's in sight
When in come five drunk fellas
And they're making it a night
And one hollers, "Are you doing classics?
Because if you are we'll pay"
And he's not convinced by my assertion
They'll be classics one day
'Cause, I'll never be Ed Sheeran
God knows I'm no Steve Earle
I'm four hundred miles away tonight
From my Hertfordshire girl
And if temptation should befall me
To overstate my worth
At least there's always Galways
To bring me down to earth
And I walked along the shoreline
I Looked out across the bay
I felt the threat of creative juices
Overflowing to cliché
And I fought the inspiration
I swear I tried to hold it off
I said I'd never write a song here
Because this town has suffered enough
And I'll never be Ed Sheeran
God knows I'm no Steve Earle
I'm four hundred miles away tonight
From my Hertfordshire girl
And if temptation should befall me
To overstate my worth
At least there's always Galways
To bring me down to earth
Well guitar in hand I'm walking
To my hire car down the street
I can hear the hometown players
And I know when I'm beat
Someone asks me what my act is
And I can't suppress a grin
When I say "I was worst thing on
In town tonight for 10 euros in"
And on every single street
I can hear the hometown players
And I know I can't compete
I've got no audience to speak of
But, I take it on the chin
'Cause, I'm the worst thing
On in town tonight and it's 10 euros in
Well the promoter's setting out all
Of the chairs that he can find
I tell him optimism isn't
What I look for in his kind
Still he's confident of walk-up
But, I don't think we've got much chance
It's the first show of my life that was more
Expensive in advance
And I'll never be Ed Sheeran
God knows I'm no Stevе Earle
I'm four hundred miles away tonight
From my Hеrtfordshire girl
And if temptation should befall me
To overstate my worth
At least there's always Galways
To bring me down to earth
Well I've played rooms of hundreds
That have never felt so loud
'Cause it's not the size of the
Crowd that's in the gig
But the gig that's in the crowd
And tonight they are heroic
Their response enough to seem
Like they could fill a football stadium
When they're a few short for a team
And we're halfway through the setlist
And the finish line's in sight
When in come five drunk fellas
And they're making it a night
And one hollers, "Are you doing classics?
Because if you are we'll pay"
And he's not convinced by my assertion
They'll be classics one day
'Cause, I'll never be Ed Sheeran
God knows I'm no Steve Earle
I'm four hundred miles away tonight
From my Hertfordshire girl
And if temptation should befall me
To overstate my worth
At least there's always Galways
To bring me down to earth
And I walked along the shoreline
I Looked out across the bay
I felt the threat of creative juices
Overflowing to cliché
And I fought the inspiration
I swear I tried to hold it off
I said I'd never write a song here
Because this town has suffered enough
And I'll never be Ed Sheeran
God knows I'm no Steve Earle
I'm four hundred miles away tonight
From my Hertfordshire girl
And if temptation should befall me
To overstate my worth
At least there's always Galways
To bring me down to earth
Well guitar in hand I'm walking
To my hire car down the street
I can hear the hometown players
And I know when I'm beat
Someone asks me what my act is
And I can't suppress a grin
When I say "I was worst thing on
In town tonight for 10 euros in"