Summer In Dublin The High Kings

Take me away from the city
Leave me to where I can be on my own
I wanted to see you and now that I have
I just want to be left alone
I'll always remember your kind words
And I still remember your name
But I've seen you changing and turning
And I know that things just won't be the same

And I remember that summer in Dublin
And the Liffey as it stank like hell
And the young people walking on Grafton Street
And everyone looking so well
I was singing a song I heard somewhеre
Called "Rock and Roll Nevеr Forgets"
When my humming was smothered by the 46A
And the scream of a low-flying jet
So I jumped on a bus to Dún Laoghaire
Stopping off to pick up my guitar
And a drunk on the bus told me how to get rich
I was glad we weren't going too far

So I'm leaving on Wednesday morning
Trying to find a place where I can hear
The wind and the birds and the sea on the rocks
And where open roads always are near
And if sometimes I tire of the quiet
And I wanna walk back up that hill
I just get on the road and I'll stick out my thumb
'Cause I know for sure you'll be there still