Close to Banbridge town, in the county Down One morning last July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by; She looked
Traduzione: Tears For Beers. Star Of The County Down.
no tears just beer poured for my homies A ghetto star, every hood in church know me Haters want me but trick them suckers long as the set got love for
tryin' to beat me down Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, won't hesitate to get in a scrap 'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain Sittin' in the
, they tryin' to beat me down. Jail is hell, but I'll adapt. Won't hesitate to get in a scrap. 'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain, sittin
