Tom Russell - The Rose of Roserae lyrics

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(Verse)

The more you home sick

Fools and drifters

The time has come

To sng the truth

Thers a ime for sober introspection

And the time to cook the wild old juice

Now I got me ruin, this position

Oh wadering eye and a raging thirst

It’s giving me, to the fathers reachers

To escape first love and all the hurt

(Hook)

Now I can see a mile vile

In the drakes of bitters in this empty glass

And I can feel her breast against me

The rose of roscrae, wild irish last

Now I can feel her father’s fist

As he knocks me across that stable losr

And I left my plug and teras behind me

As I walked on nigh from rose cray to temple Mor

(Verse)

We sale the way and we gona have crazy

On the last drunk tear of your last insteads

So hunted by hearts left behind us

Like the sweet young rose of old lost crush

(Verse)

But there’s nothin’ for it to last

But to sing the old songs

Like Kericks Forgus and Ryagla Rolved

They lift your wild harps

And fill the glases

Sing up those lips, we’ll kiss no more

(Hook)