An Cat Dubh - Jimmy Clay lyrics

G A h So as you walk down the street, who will talk to you G A h Six o'clock, it's getting late G A h And the moon is rising, and the sticky dew D A h Falls to the ground by the gate With your rifle on your shoulder as you walk along Listening to your bootheels hit the sod Smoking your cigar as you hum a song Thinking of your mother and your God D A h Ah, but you're alone, Jimmy Clay D A h As you smoke your cigar and earn your pay G A h With fifteen thousand soldiers marching by your side D A h Still, you're alone, Jimmy Clay Do you remember New York Town, good old New York Town The friends, the drunks, the cops and all The who*es who took your money when you couldn't stand All those roarin' nights you can't recall Do you remember Alice Faye, good old Alice Faye She'd been through life at least ten times around And when she said she loved you, well, she meant it, boy Do you remember the night you nearly drowned Ah, but you're alone, Jimmy Clay As you smoke your cigar and think of yesterday But Yesterday don't matter when it's gone away Where did it go, Jimmy Clay So as you lie there in the mud who will talk to you Nobody, Jimmy Clay For when you've gone, mankind soon follows after you Doesn't it, Jimmy Clay And your face will grow mouldy where they kissed your cheek And said, Please die for us, Jimmy Clay And so you died, a soldier, and a hero's d**h Congratulations, Jimmy Clay Now you're alone, Jimmy Clay As you smoke your cigar and earn your pay And somewhere in the distance hear a fiddle play But not one note will change, Jimmy Clay -aca