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Lyricist: Rufus Wainwright
Lyrics:
Your skin is cold, But the sun shines within your hold Your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl I feel old, sick and tired
We walk the streets, gently staring, wondering what to do The sun in sheets, pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend Or a herd of bulls charging stop lights red I'd be blind
You broke my heart Danny Boy Not your fault Danny Boy
I was hanged at the doorstep, played like a two to a fourset Had like poor Job in the bible by God Day comes I wake, I wake with a hard heartache I go down to your place
We sit and chat, chat about New York and trips to the bayou My smile a trick, tricking me and trying not to scare you And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the ben Or a herd of bulls charging stop lights red I'd be blind
You broke my heart Danny Boy Not your fault Danny Boy
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