Now he's brought down the rain

And the indian summer is through

(in the morning you'll be following your trail again

Fair play to you

/

You'll be leaving, pretty darling, in the morning-time

If i know you)

You ain't calling me to join you

And i'm spoken for anyway

(but i will cry when ye go away

I will cry when ye go away

/

But you'll be killing my heart when ye go away

You'll be killing my heart when ye go away)



(your beauty is familiar

And your voice is like a key

/

Your beauty is a legend

And your voice is like a melody)

(that opens up my soul

/

That plays upon my soul)

And torches up a fire inside of me

(your coat is made of magic

And around your table angels play

/

Your shoes are made of magic

And your footstep is the break of day

/

I must have known you in another life

In another age)

I will cry when ye go away

I will cry when ye go away



(river road reel)



Somebody/el torro/mike rogers left their whisky

And the night is very young

I've got some/much to say and more to tell

And the words will soon be spilling from my tongue

I will rave and i will ramble

I'll do everything but make you stay

Then i will cry when ye go away

I will cry when ye go away



(river road reel)



When ye go away...

When ye go away...


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