Beamish Blues

Posted on January 6, 2013

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Finbar O’Donal was a man indeed
He could make anyone in him believe
For a Beamish, even in fairies if he wished
Or monsters in the harbour mist

But…

(Chorus)
You see ol’ Finbar had his daemons
Sometimes kept to himself for his own reasons
Would wallow in self-pity in a bar
This his Beamish blues, his true heart

Finbar was an enigma you see
Two people he was for all to see
No-one knew which one they’d get
Sometimes they would place a bet

(Chorus)
You see, ol’ Finbar had his daemons
Sometimes Kept to himself for his own reasons
Would wallow in self-pity in a bar
This his Beamish blues, his true heart

He would pop here and there, do this and that
Tell a few stories, good and bad
Always entertain people would he
The moment he walked in and then did leave

(Chorus)
But ol’ Finbar had his daemons
Sometimes Kept to himself for his own reasons
Would wallow in self-pity in a bar
This his Beamish blues, his true heart

Then one day his time did end
Gone now to the other side of the fence
Taking his daemons and stories too
His spirit lives on in Beamish blues

(Chorus)
You see, ol’ Finbar had his daemons
Sometimes Kept to himself for his own reasons
Would wallow in self-pity in a bar
This his Beamish blues, his true heart

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