On The Bridge Lyrics
| Song | On The Bridge |
| Artist | Christy Moore |
| Album | Christy Moore - The Box Set 1964-2004 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Christy Moore/Dónal Lunny | |
| 作曲 : Christy Moore/Dónal Lunny | |
| There's thirty people on the bridge and they're standing in the rain | |
| They caught my eye as I passed them by, they tried to explain | |
| Why they were standing there, I did not want to hear | |
| When trouble gets too close to home, my anger turns to fear | |
| With my eyes turned to the ground I moved along | |
| I covered up my ears and I held my tongue | |
| The rain poured down relentlessly upon the picket line | |
| And the empty words fell from my lips, "Your troubles are not mine" | |
| Though the rain it made the colours run the message it was plain | |
| Women are being strip searched in Armagh jail | |
| We kneel in adoration before effigies of stone | |
| Our eyes turned to heaven blind to what's going on | |
| Six women hold a naked woman pinned down on the floor | |
| Without trial or jury, like a prisoner of war | |
| Though the rain it made the colours run the message it was plain | |
| Women are being strip searched in Armagh and Brixton Jail |
| zuo ci : Christy Moore Do nal Lunny | |
| zuo qu : Christy Moore Do nal Lunny | |
| There' s thirty people on the bridge and they' re standing in the rain | |
| They caught my eye as I passed them by, they tried to explain | |
| Why they were standing there, I did not want to hear | |
| When trouble gets too close to home, my anger turns to fear | |
| With my eyes turned to the ground I moved along | |
| I covered up my ears and I held my tongue | |
| The rain poured down relentlessly upon the picket line | |
| And the empty words fell from my lips, " Your troubles are not mine" | |
| Though the rain it made the colours run the message it was plain | |
| Women are being strip searched in Armagh jail | |
| We kneel in adoration before effigies of stone | |
| Our eyes turned to heaven blind to what' s going on | |
| Six women hold a naked woman pinned down on the floor | |
| Without trial or jury, like a prisoner of war | |
| Though the rain it made the colours run the message it was plain | |
| Women are being strip searched in Armagh and Brixton Jail |
| zuò cí : Christy Moore Dó nal Lunny | |
| zuò qǔ : Christy Moore Dó nal Lunny | |
| There' s thirty people on the bridge and they' re standing in the rain | |
| They caught my eye as I passed them by, they tried to explain | |
| Why they were standing there, I did not want to hear | |
| When trouble gets too close to home, my anger turns to fear | |
| With my eyes turned to the ground I moved along | |
| I covered up my ears and I held my tongue | |
| The rain poured down relentlessly upon the picket line | |
| And the empty words fell from my lips, " Your troubles are not mine" | |
| Though the rain it made the colours run the message it was plain | |
| Women are being strip searched in Armagh jail | |
| We kneel in adoration before effigies of stone | |
| Our eyes turned to heaven blind to what' s going on | |
| Six women hold a naked woman pinned down on the floor | |
| Without trial or jury, like a prisoner of war | |
| Though the rain it made the colours run the message it was plain | |
| Women are being strip searched in Armagh and Brixton Jail |
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