I have trouble when you go


I’m an Irish woman
That means I cry too much
That means I have trouble when you go
And I’m that kind of woman
The worlds biggest junkie
That means I have trouble saying no

Send me a song on the sweet wings of sorrow
Hold me and I will cry never more
Cause I’m here today and I’ll be here tommorow
Fly me away
Fly me away from Baltimore

I’m an Irish woman
I love weddings and funerals
Beginnings and endings
The front and the back
And how you always loved
My deep sense of hope
Now I’ve gallons of hope
Its sense that I lack

So, send me a song on the sweet wings of sorrow
Hold me and I will cry nevermore
Cause I’m here today and I’ll be here tommorow
Fly me away
Fly me away from Baltimore

I”m an Irish woman
That means there’s whiskey in my glass
And I’ve been here a life time
Casing the joint
And I’m that kind of woman
Who cries in her whiskey
If you can’t cry when you’re Irish
Then what’s the point

So send me a song on the sweet wings of sorrow
Hold me and I will cry nevermore
Cause I’m here today but I’ll be gone tommorow
Flying away
Flying away from Baltimore

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