Van Morrison - What Makes the Irish Heart Beat lyrics

All that trouble all that grief that's
Why I had to leave
Staying away too tong is in defeat
Why I'm singing this song
Why I'm heading back home?
That's what makes the Irish heart beat
I'm just like a hobo riding a train
I'm like a gangster living in Spain
Have to watch my back and
I'm running out of time
When I roll the dice again if
Lady luck will call my name
That's what makes the Irish heart beat
Well that's what makes it beat
When I'm standing on the street
And I'm standing underneath
This Wrigley's sign
Oh, so far away from home but
I know I've got to roam
That's what makes the Irish heart beat
And it was off to foreign
Climes on the Piccadilly line
We were standing underneath
The Wrigley's sign so far away from home
Well I know I've got to roam
That s what makes the Irish heart beat
Just like a sailor out on the
Foam any port in a storm
Where we tend to burn the candle at both ends
Down the corridors of fame like
The spark ignites the flame
That's what makes the Irish heart beat
But I roll the dice again
If lady luck will call my name
That s what makes the Irish heart beat
Oh, that's what makes the Irish heart beat
That's what makes the Irish heart beat