Moors & McCumber - Leaving For Cobh (Live)

Still there's food in the field
I have little doubt
They've found a solution
For thinning us out
But the workhouse is full
So we're packing it up
We're leaving for Cobh in the morning
We drink to remember
We drink to forget
We drink to put rest
To the ghosts in our heads
Who remind us of home
As we sail to new lands
We're leaving for Cobh in the morning
My ma fell to the hunger the night before last
She gave all she had to care for the rest
But the landlord has said
There'll be no room without rent
So we're leaving for Cobh in the morning
We drink to remember
We drink to forget
We drink to put rest
To the ghosts in our heads
Who remind us of home
As we sail to new lands
We're leaving for Cobh in the morning
And in the nights you can hear the carts passing by
Delivering loved ones to homes in the sky
As I cry in my pillow
I ask the Lord why
I would leaving for Cobh in the morning
We drink to remember
We drink to forget
We drink to put rest
To the ghosts in our heads
Who remind us of home
As we sail to new lands
We're leaving for Cobh in the morning
We drink to remember
We drink to forget
We drink to put rest
To the ghosts in our heads
Who remind us of home
As we sail to new lands
We're leaving for Cobh in the morning

Written by:
James Moors, Kort McCumber

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