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Another Flight of Earls
Liam Reilly. Scheduled for an upcoming Darby CD.
notes: About the continuing emmigration from home to distant lands.
Flight of Earls Liam Reilly

     A          E         A                                E         A
I can hear the bells of Dublin from this lonely waiting room
         D                   A                 E
And the Paperboys are singing in the rain
       A            E          A                            E         A
Just before they come to take us to the airport and the noise
  D                  A     E         A
To get on board a transatlantic plane
          E                                            D                    A
We have nothin’ left to stay for; we have no more left to say
            D          A                    E
And there isn’t any work for us to do
        A          E            A                            E           A
So farewell, me boys and girls. Another bloody Flight of Earls
          D         A          E        A
Our best asset is our best export too

It’s not murder, fear nor famine that makes us leave this time
We’re not going to join McAlpines Fusiliers
We have brains and we have vision, we have education too
But we just can’t throw away these precious years
And so we walk the streets of London, and the streets of Baltimore
And we meet at night in several Boston bars
We’re the leaders of the future, but we’re far away from home
And we dream of you beneath the Irish stars

Take a look at Ellis Island, and the Lady in the Bay
As Manhattan turns to face another Sunday
We all wonder what you’re doin’ to bring us all back home
As we look forward to another Monday
No, it’s not the work that scares us, we don’t mind an honest job
And we know things will get better once again
So a thousand times adieu, we have Bono and U2
All we’re missin’ is the Guinness and the rain

So switch off your new computers, for the writing’s on the wall
We are leaving as our fathers left before
Take a look at Dublin airport, or the boat that leaves Northwall
There’ll be no youth unemployment anymore
Because we’re over here in Portland, and in parts of New South Wales
And we’re on the seas, the airways and the trains
But if we see better days, those big airplanes go both ways
And we’ll all be coming home to you again
Yes, we'll all be coming home to you a - gain