Christmas in Kilcorney by Jim Howard
Well there ain’t no drive-by shootings
in Kilcorney at midnight
You can dance the hokey pokey
and you won’t get in a fight
The night clubs are all closed up
the bouncers are all gone home
it’s six o’clock in the New York
and one o’clock in Rome.
Well, it’s Christmas in Kilcorney
where you’ll never be alone
There’s presents beneath the Christmas tree
it’s one o’clock in the morn
It’s Christmas in Kilcorney
where you’ll never be alone
They’ve got hearts as big as mountains
where my granddaddy was born
Well the traffic is backed up
police cars hooting horns
the sky is full of choppers
creating quite a storm
In calvola the casinos
the priest might come along
i think it’s Fr Sullivan
correct me if i’m wrong
Well the riot squad are restless
retiring for the night
the hookers are cat-calling
beyond the traffic lights
the wind is rising in the trees
i think it might fall
t’is here i met my sweetheart
a long long time ago
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