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Shane MacGowan
One
summer evening drunk to hell I sat there nearly lifeless
An
old man in the corner sang: where the water lilies grow
And
on the jukebox Johnny sang about a thing called love
And
it’s: How are you kid and what’s your name
And
how would you bloody know
In
blood and death ‘neath a screaming sky I lay down on the ground
And the arms and legs of other men were scattered all around
Some
cursed some prayed some prayed then cursed
Then
prayed the bled some more
And
the only thing that I could see was a pair of brown eyes
That
was looking at me
But
when we got back labelled parts one two three
There
was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
And
a rovin’ a rovin’ a rovin’ I’ll go
For
a pair of brown eyes
I
looked at him he looked at me all I could do was hate him
While
Ray and Philomena sang of my elusive dreams
I
saw the streams the rolling hills where his brown eyes were waiting
And
I thought about a pair of brown eyes
That
waited once for me
So
drunk to hell I left the place sometimes crawling sometimes walking
A
hungry sound came across the breeze so I gave the walls a talking
And
I heard the sounds of long ago from the old canal
And
the birds were whistling in the trees where the wind was gently laughing
And
a rovin’ a rovin’ a rovin’ I’ll go
For a pair of brown eyes
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