The Tossers - Wedding lyrics

Over green mountain sides Over fields where we lay Over sunsplashed orange skylines My dying lambs they bleed and scream And I crush them with my boot heels For no shells I can afford And I'm off to Dublin City For I've lost our room and board No I couldn't join the army If I died what would we do Me wife she is me sunshine But she knows not what we do To my dearest sweetest Colleen Please forgive me for not calling I regret you have to find this The note that says I'm gone I hope you do not shun me Only ask that you forgive me It was bound to happen as we both know You know it had to be done Take hold of tiny Kathleen Take her o'er to mother Maureen's There's money in the strongbox Food and tickets in the car Well, I can't stand to see you crying Nor can you to see us dying Well, I've gone to to set it right I know you'll think I've gone too far I cannot take this preasure on me No one ever said it was in store for me Well, I pray you do not shun me I'm coming back my dear Colleen