[00:00.00] 作词 : Christy Moore
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Christy Moore
[00:04.23]Where John Hinde paints in Caribbean colours
[00:07.68]Tyrone Boys dream of lovin' on the strand
[00:09.03]Where John Hinde paints in Caribbean colours
[00:09.99]Tyrone Boys dream of lovin' on the strand
[00:15.18]Flowers heaped in gesture on the courthouse steps in Tralee
[00:20.22]As the law trampled on Joanne's hand
[00:24.99]Roman posters on the wall of Rathmore graveyard
[00:31.50]No Divorce is all they say
[00:36.06]I saw a little sister of mercy
[00:41.16]Invoke the wrath of god on polling day
[00:51.48]When the pope came here to meet his people
[00:56.55]He knelt and kissed the holy ground
[01:01.92]Diverted from the Gloucester Diamond
[01:06.63]Where good people had built a holy shrine
[01:12.06]High above the clouds a promised heaven
[01:16.89]On the street a confused and homeless child
[01:22.05]While men in black declare social order
[01:27.00]Frightened women sail to the other side
[01:30.18]Far away from the Island where Tyrone Boys dream of lovin' on the strand
[01:41.91]Far away from the Island where the law trambles on Joanna's hand
[01:48.69]Thatcher sent young squaddies o'er the water
[01:59.16]Geordie don't be afraid to die
[02:03.93]In blackened face he dreams of his darlin bairns and hinny
[02:08.97]On the watchtower overlooking Aughnacloy
[02:11.58]In Long Kesh young Ulstermen are dreaming
[02:19.17]Of making love upon the strand some day
[02:24.33]On the downtown news comes a mid-Atlantic accent
[02:28.92]Karen Livingstone has been blown away
[02:39.30]A body slips quietly through the rushes
[02:43.95]Mount Charles surveys the battlefield
[02:49.32]The silk clad pompadour who played sun city
[02:54.06]Hears little of the corpse amongst the reeds
[02:59.34]The mist comes swirling off the mountain
[03:04.14]The children have forgotten how to play
[03:09.30]Death train sneaks across the island
[03:13.89]Deadly poison bound for Killala Bay
[03:40.71]All the young ones are leaving the Island
[03:44.88]Out the door down the steps around the side
[03:50.07]Unwanted they file through departure lounges
[03:54.93]Like deportees dispersing far and wide
[03:58.20]Back home there's cricket in Cloughjordan
[04:05.34]The gentle clack of croquet on the lawn
[04:10.35]Our children shackled by illegal status
[05:26.94]Hold their heads down behind the Brooklyn wall