Close to Banbridge town, in the county Down One morning last July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by; She looked
Traducció: Tears For Beers. L'Estel del comtat de Down.
tryin' to beat me down Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, won't hesitate to get in a scrap 'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain Sittin' in the
, they tryin' to beat me down. Jail is hell, but I'll adapt. Won't hesitate to get in a scrap. 'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain, sittin
no tears just beer poured for my homies A ghetto star, every hood in church know me Haters want me but trick them suckers long as the set got love for
