The Streets Of New York Lyrics

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publisher: ©BARDIS MUSIC, USA ATTN: PETER BARDON
writers: Liam Reilly
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I was eighteen years old
When I went down to Dublin,
With a fistfull of money
And a cartload of dreams,
Take your time
Said me father,
Stop rushing like hell,
And remember all is not
What it seems to be,
For there's fellas would cut ye
For the coat on yer back,
Or the watch that ye got
From yer mother,
So take care me young buck-o
And mind yourself well,

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