(Words & Music by Maggie, Terre & Suzzy Roche)
We're going away to Ireland soon
we're going away to Ireland Ireland
Ireland soon
Ireland soon
we'll try not to get in the way of the guns
as we always do
try not to get in the way of the guns
soon
We're flying across the ocean soon
we're flying across the ocean ocean
ocean soon
I dreamed I saw my guitar
topple off onto the runway
please be careful with my guitar
whoever you are
We're leaving behind our boyfriends soon
we're leaving behind our boyfriends boyfriends
boyfriends soon
boyfriends soon
I hope they have health food in Dublin
and strawberry apricot pie
if they don't have those things in Dublin
we'll probably die
We're going away to Ireland ocean boyfriendWhen
When will the icicle melt,
And when
When will the picture show end
I should not have read the papers today
'Cause a child,child he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
How could you hurt a child
Now does this make you satisfied
I don't know what's
happening to people today
When a child, he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
There's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in
her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And you will hold him in
your arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long