Good Times Coming

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A semi- autobiographical song about growing up in a small Irish town.

lyrics

Summer, and the telly couldn't keep us inside;
The swimming pool was open - there was no one staying dry.
My granny had a plate with JFK and the pope
She hung it in the hall. I guess it gave em all hope.

Drinking pint bottles up behind the school yard
Waiting for a miracle and watching for the Guards
Complaining 'bout the rain and then complaining 'bout the cold
Easy on the cigarettes - we don't have anymore.

You know we never saw the good times coming
'Cos when they come they hit the ground running.
We didn't recognize it 'cos they didn't televize it.
No, we never saw the good times coming.

Wondering at the buses that would stop in our town
Flashy shirts and cameras that always stepped down
Asking silly questions about a mystical land
God bless em every one - I hope it turned out as planned.
I never saw a leprechaun or found a crock of gold
Don't kiss the Blarney stone if you intend to grow old

'Cos the things we'd do while no one was looking
- but I'm not saying nothing
we were only killing time 'cos we were bored out out of our minds
You know we never saw the good times coming.

Over the Atlantic in a big metal bird
Stewardesses muttering their four letter words
A couple of Minnesotans stop and chat for a while
Fierce romantic notions abut the Emerald Isle
I said "Now don't be seeing banshees over every stone wall,
and if you see the fairies, well. that's all your own fault.
We never cried "cockles". we never cried "mussels" but we cried all night about paying back Brussels.

And we never saw the good times coming
Cos when they come they hit the ground running
We didn't see the tiger 'til we sidled up beside her
No we never saw the good times coming.

And we never saw the good times coming
Cos when they come they hit the ground running
I guess you should be ready 'cos you don't know if there's many
No, you never see the goo times coming.

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from Irish Guitar, released June 6, 2013

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