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- Composers:
- Eileen Ivers
- Chris Byrne
 
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Black 47 - Walk All The Days lyrics
i never figured it would end up this way
 as i lay on the ground, and silently prayed
 for god's intervention, my soul to save
 who the hell is the saint of lost causes?
 i could see from their eyes, my time it wasn't long
 reporters inquired why my vest wasn't on
 my partner was crying for me to stay strong
 the sirens seemed to grow quieter...
 walk all the days just to stagger at night
 a pension at twenty if all goes all right
 to the junkies, the yuppies, ice-t, and the whores
 i bid you a slán agus beannacht
 it seemed like the shooter was barely fifteen
 already his life had been stripped of all dreamsBlack 47 - Walk All The Days - http://motolyrics.com/black-47/walk-all-the-days-lyrics.html
 the crack and the gats make for one hectic scene
 life never seemed any cheaper.
 i'll always remember the words that he said
 over and over they ring through my head
 "go ahead shoot me, i'm already dead"
 i see there's more than one victim...
 on the day of the funeral, they all will be there
 the tv, the papers, the bosses, the mayor
 they'll tell all your family their grief is shared
 next week you're going to be forgotten...
 to my friends, i say, go on out for a drink
 don't give a damn what the hypocrites think
 belly up to the bar, give your glasses a clink
 a toast to your fallen brother...











