Lyrics:

Roscommon CBS 1981 A dreary afternoon We travelled down from Tuam I saw that open goal I can see it still Fifty-fifty ball You nearly got me killed You broke my heart Tore it apart We lost that spark When you broke my heart We might have won the game But I just did'nt care You went and let it go Just like I was'nt there I saw you commin' in I was'nt marked at all I had it in the net If you had passed the ball chorus I was standing on the edge Of the parallelogram Roarin' me head off Pass it in sham Play it in low Don't hesitate or stall Will you open your eyes For Christ' sake Pass me the ball chorus Their full-back was big But I was small and fast I had him left for dead If I had got that pass A girl can foul you up Tear your life apart There's more than just one way To break a young mans heart And you broke mine Copyright: MoranCarton