The Arms of Belfast Town Songtext
von Ricky Warwick

What about ya Danny boy
God knows it′s been a while
You told the truth and shamed the devil
And ran away in style
For Ulster it was angry
The sea was full of guilt
All the faith in which we stood
Was the blood our father spilt

So it's farewell to New York City
To all our sorrows drowned
Tomorrow we′ll be sitting pretty
Our divided destinies bound
In the arms of Belfast Town


In those days I fear for living
You made no long goodbyes
From the terror, threats and dread
Deception, fraud and lies
When we died by the soldier
Now we'll die by the vote
While fates right hand has got a grip
Around all of our throats

So it's farewell to New York City
To all our sorrows drowned
Tomorrow we′ll be sitting pretty
Our divided destinies bound
In the arms of Belfast Town

Well the Lagan it still flows
From Slieve Croob to Belfast Lough
While the murals still recall
A land that time forgot
So if your baby leaves you lonely
And your heart begins to pine
For those rainy summer nights
Drunk on Buckfast Tonic Wine

So it′s farewell to New York City
To all our sorrows drowned
Tomorrow we'll be sitting pretty
Our divided destinies bound


So it′s farewell to New York City
To all our sorrows drowned
Tomorrow we'll be sitting pretty
Our divided destinies bound
In the arms of Belfast Town
In the arms of Belfast Town
In the arms of Belfast Town
Belfast