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Through the Clouds (irish folk) Explicit contentE

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Morning tea's cold again

Window's fucked up like me mind

Lorry won't start on Tuesday

But I'm still runnin' out of time

Mum called to check on me

Said lad keep your head held high

I smiled right through the telephone

Then sat down and had a shepherd's pie

Pre-Chorus

They say the rain will always pass

But my boots are soaked in shite

Chorus

I just wanna sing my song

Like nothin's wrong tonight

They say you gotta be strong

But that's a heavy load to tote

It's hard to see the sun

Through the clouds when you're low

So I'll hum a little tune

And let the melody just flow

Verse 2

Neighbor waves from his patio

Don't know the weight I'm carryin' around

Flat's half painted fuckin red

Some dreams just fall to the ground

I've got a radio and a six-string

And a voice that's rough and true

When the world gets too quiet

I'll make my own noise break through

Pre-Chorus

They say the storm will always end

But my heart's still looking for a sign

Chorus

I just wanna sing my song

Like nothin's wrong tonight

They say you gotta be strong

But that's a heavy load to tote

It's hard to see the sun

Through the clouds when you're low

So I'll hum a little tune

And let the melody just flow

Bridge

Maybe someday the sky will clear

And the light will find my door

Till then I'll keep on singin' loud

And ask for nothin' more

Maybe these yankees will shut the fuck up

With their shitty country tunes

i've had enough!

Chorus

I just wanna sing my song

Like nothin's wrong tonight (sing it loud)

They say you gotta be strong (gotta be strong)

But that's a heavy load to tote

It's hard to see the sun (through the clouds)

Through the clouds when you're low

So I'll hum a little tune

And let the melody just flow

Yee haw look at me, i'm a fucking yankee

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