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Tune up the band, and sing of your days
I've sailed the waters from Dublin to Pompeii
No one to please, a solitary man
You may have a year, or possible three
So hears to your health man wherever it may be
Take up your glass, eat, drink, be glad!
CHORUS
And you will save yourself from the memories
But you will save your son from the misery
Thin is your cheek, and sunken your chest
You're soft as a sponge and you know you need rest
Think of your home with longing and distaste
How long has it been since you darkened the door?
Your entrails are turning, your tears are burning
Facing the day you thought may never break
CHORUS x2
One if by land and two if by sea
The cost of the journey has never been clearer
Is this where it ends, the taming of your fear?
CHORUS x2