Dublin Fair Summer Hill Lyrics

I went down to Summer hill and laid upon my back
in the green green grass and clover.
I listened to the wee birds as they sang a merry song
it's a hard life to be a rover.
But with a fiver in your pocket and whisky in your sack
Your worries leave your mind getting p___ed there on your back.
O the sun she shines on the rich and poor
but after five years on the dole
you cant be b_____ sure.

I wish I was in Camden town
at the old queens head where the pints go down
With the cards the darts and a sing along
to paddy on the railway.
Here I am at summer hill I'm out of work no place to live
and the only thing that keeps me warm
is whisky on a dole day.

We'd all be b_____ dead by now if it wasn't for the few
who serve in the good lords army
A friendly word and a bowl of soup in the cold damp London air
is the price we still pay for Maggie
From a room with friends and laughter to the outskirts of this life
ten thousand lives to poverty for your market prices was right
O the sun she shines on the rich and poor
but with the devil on your back
you cant be b_____ sure.

Here I sit on summer hill the lights below me shine
it's a cold October evening.
Running through my poisoned brain I see my passed unwind
and the path that lies before me
May the road rise up to meet you whatever you may do
for I ain't got no answers so I'll leave it up to you
That the sun may shine on the rich and poor
and after five years on the dole
you still can be sure.