The Black 47 - Her Dear Old Donegal lyrics

Now that she's so far away from her dear old hills of Donegal I wonder does she ever think of me at all On that wet Monday I drove her down to Shannon We drank brandy and kissed in the airport hall She said she'd be definitely home for Christmas But since then not even a word - not even a phone call Now some of the boys said she's gone a little bit crazy Said they've seen her hangin' round the Bronx Runnin' with a rough crowd I wonder does she ever think of me at all 'Cause I've got no intention of hangin' round this dump forever Wonderin' about whether she'll love me or leave me Or is about to deceive me So if you see her, you tell from me.... You better sleep tight in New York City Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you And you know I tried to ring you but your phone is always busy And I don't think I'm ever gonna get through again to you So in the meantime, Dream on in New York City Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you..... She'll be steppin' out down Bainbridge Avenue Goin' down to the Village Pub on her nightly crawl I wonder does she ever think of me at all Just one more Amaretto for fortification Then it's "good night you good people one and all I've got a girlfriend, I've got to go see her over on Broadway" Who does she think she's foolin' at all, at all 'Cause her dark angel waits on the corner With his silver pills and his Spanish charms Just one more moment's hesitation Before she falls into his arms Now anyone else would go over there and rescue her And drag her back to her dear old Donegal But she's left all that so far behind her So, if you see her, you tell her from me You better sleep tight in New York City Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you And you know I tried to ring you but your phone is always busy And I don't think I'm ever gonna get through again to you So in the meantime, Dream on in New York City Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you.....