The Dubliners, Stockton’s Wing - Now I'm Easy lyrics
[The Dubliners, Stockton’s Wing - Now I'm Easy lyrics]
For nearly sixty years, I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods
I’ve lived through plenty
This country's dust and mud have
Seen my tears and blood
But, it's nearly over now, and now I’m easy
I married a fine girl when I was twenty
She died in giving birth when she was thirty
No flying doctor then
Just a gentle old black 'gin
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
She left me with two sons and a daughter
And a bone-dry farm whose soil
Cried out for water
Though my care was rough and ready
They grew up fine and steady
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
My daughter married young and
Went her own way
My sons lie buried by the Burma Railway
So on this land I've made me home
I've carried on alone
But it’s nearly over now, and now I’m easy
City folks these days despise the cocky
Say with subsidies and dole
We've had it easy
But there’s no drought or starving stock
On a sewered suburban block
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
For nearly sixty years, I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods
I’ve lived through plenty
This country's dust and mud
Have seen my tears and blood
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
Of droughts and fires and floods
I’ve lived through plenty
This country's dust and mud have
Seen my tears and blood
But, it's nearly over now, and now I’m easy
I married a fine girl when I was twenty
She died in giving birth when she was thirty
No flying doctor then
Just a gentle old black 'gin
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
She left me with two sons and a daughter
And a bone-dry farm whose soil
Cried out for water
Though my care was rough and ready
They grew up fine and steady
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
My daughter married young and
Went her own way
My sons lie buried by the Burma Railway
So on this land I've made me home
I've carried on alone
But it’s nearly over now, and now I’m easy
City folks these days despise the cocky
Say with subsidies and dole
We've had it easy
But there’s no drought or starving stock
On a sewered suburban block
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
For nearly sixty years, I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods
I’ve lived through plenty
This country's dust and mud
Have seen my tears and blood
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
But, it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy