"Ringing That Bell" lyrics
Christy Moore Lyrics
"Ringing That Bell"
(originally by Rob Corcoran)
Still they keep on ringing that bell
Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell
From the steeple high they still taunt me
With all their smug impunity
Those bells ring with no guilt or shame
Resounding time and time again
The truth was told their numbers fell
Still they keep on ringing that bell
Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell
Still they keep on ringing that bell
How I wish Justine was here
Grá geal mo chroí mo chuisle dear
When she left me yеars ago she said
She couldn't live with thе demons in my head
Sweet Justine my Brixton Queen
You never knew what they took from me
Some stories hurt too much to tell
Like the fire that only drink can quell
Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell
Still they keep on ringing that bell
Christy Moore Lyrics
"Ringing That Bell"
(originally by Rob Corcoran)
Still they keep on ringing that bell
Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell
From the steeple high they still taunt me
With all their smug impunity
Those bells ring with no guilt or shame
Resounding time and time again
The truth was told their numbers fell
Still they keep on ringing that bell
Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell
Still they keep on ringing that bell
How I wish Justine was here
Grá geal mo chroí mo chuisle dear
When she left me yеars ago she said
She couldn't live with thе demons in my head
Sweet Justine my Brixton Queen
You never knew what they took from me
Some stories hurt too much to tell
Like the fire that only drink can quell
Through the blacked-out windows of my bedsit hell
Still they keep on ringing that bell
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