Liam Reilly - Bainbridge Avenue lyrics

[Verse 1] There's a hot sun shining on the roadway Going home and its 8am I've been out all night With the boys from home I seem to spend a lot of time with them One of them comes from my hometown But the rest are from far and near Following their daddy's footsteps And trying to make themselves a new life out here [Verse 2] And there's a cold wind blowing down the alley tonight I'm going out at it's 10pm We'll be out all night With the girls from home I seem to spend a lot of time with them We'd give anything to be in Ireland But there's nothing for us there but tears And does anyone in Glocca Morra ever wonder How are things with us out here? [Chorus] The ups and downs Of a big old town They'll hit you like a freight train here You've got to learn to stand On your own two feet But it's hard sometimes with all the beer There's always someone standing behind you Emigration or internal revenue And I'm slowly going downhill Walking up Bainbridge Avenue [Verse 3] Some of us are going To a night cla** To get a qualification or two Because we just can't walk Into the police department Like our old folks used to do In my hometown They can't field a football team Because the whole bloody league's over here! So we help each other Keep our act together And we watch our people march every year [Chorus] The ups and downs Of a big old town They'll hit you like a freight train here You've got to learn to stand On your own two feet But it's hard sometimes with all the beer There's always someone standing behind you Emigration or internal revenue And I'm slowly going downhill Walking up Bainbridge Avenue [Verse 4] At home we're just not wanted But we don't really mind They're only five short hours ahead But a hundred years behind And two guys in my house Work in Wall Street Because they did their homework back home And one of my sisters Works for IBM So it's a good life out here for some And all the bars in the village Are open all night And we go back to hear the music play! So we stay here on The streets of New York city Till the Earls can fly home one day [Chorus] The ups and downs Of a big old town They'll hit you like a freight train here You've got to learn to stand On your own two feet But it's hard sometimes with all the whiskey and beer There's always someone standing behind you Emigration or internal revenue And I'm slowly going downhill Walking up Bainbridge Avenue [Outro] Yeah, we're slowly going downhill Walking up Bainbridge Avenue...