Texty:
Tim O Brien Two Journeys

courage Mas pfres ont laisse tout pour la liberte Il y avait pas un roi qui pouvait les enchainer They left their land behind to make a great journey

The seeds of this war were sewn in our father's time And every bomb will plant some more fear and hate Let's break this chain of history before it gets

Me and Dirk took a little trip Across the sea on a big air ship Riley Baugus came along Helped us play our banjo songs Prettiest place that I've ever

tide flows into Miltown, this time every year I sit next to two I've known since I first came of age Each Tuesday night in Pigtown we'd play from O'Niell

Where is my sailor boy, where is my sailor boy He sleeps at the bottom of the deep blue sea And he can't come back to me I stand on the beach alone

From where you sit you cannot see it No one watches anyway No one stops to listen for it Covered by the sounds of day But we each play our own part