Oh Danny Boy

By: Phoenix

Oh Danny boy the Reaper's pipes are calling
from glen to glen and o'er the countryside
your day is gone and all your profit's falling
'tis you 'tis you must go and I must chide

but come ye back when spammers want to bellow
or when the net is hushed with cherished glow
'tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I diss you so

but when ye come and all the flow'rs are dying
if I am dead as dead I well may be
ye'll come and find the place where I am haunting
and kneel and whine a ranting there for me

and I shall hear how loud you geek about me
and all my grave shall never neater be
for you shall kneel and tell me how you hate me
and I shall laugh a peace up yours to madden thee

Last update: 15 March 2007
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