Loreena McKennitt
Loreena McKennitt - Dickens' Dublin(The Palace) lyrics
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I walk the streets of Dublin town It`s 1842 It`s snowing on this Christmas Eve Think I`ll beg another bob or two I`ll huddle in this doorway here Till someone comes along If the lamp lighter comes real soon Maybe I`ll go home with him. CHORUS Maybe I can find a place I can call my home Maybe I can find a home I can call my own The horses on the cobbled stones pass by Think I`ll get one one fine day And ride into the country side And very far away But now as the daylight disappears I best find a place to sleep Think I`ll slip into the bell tower In the church just down the street CHORUS Maybe on the way I`ll find the dog I saw the other night And tuck him underneath my jacket, So we`ll stay warm through the night As we lie in the bell tower high And dream of days to come The bells o`er head will call the hour The day we will find a home.