American Wake lyrics

Artist  : 47 Black 
Song : American Wake



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open up the door, she's standin' there 
with
the smile in her eyes but the grey in her hair

betrays the fact you strayed far from
home
with your drinkin', your smokin', your
whorin' around 
sit down by the fire, put your
feet on the grate 
spend the night reminiscin'
'til the hour grows late 
always remember at
the end of the day...
you can always go
home...you just can't stay.

then it's off
to the pub for to see your old mates 
ah, they
all look older, but nothin' has changed 
and
you drink 'til you're nearly out of your head

"hey, what are yez all doin' snakin' off
to bed?" 
then you're outside her flat but
she's no longer there 
and the tears scald your
eyes as you think of her hair 
in the photo
they sent you of her wedding day 
you can
always go home...you just can't stay.


then you see her at mass with the kids at
her side 
and it all comes back in the blink of
an eye 
the tears and the laughter, the love
and the lies 
and that dress she wore the
night you said goodbye 
then her husband says
"it's good to have you back" 
and
she smiles for a moment and squeezes your hand

but you know what she's thinkin', she doesn't
have to say 
you can always go home...you just
can't stay. 

and you swear to yourself
time and time again 
it was all in the past,
she don't mean anything 
now your life is full
of laughter and bars 
what did you leave
behind, just the sun...the moon...and the stars.


then it's up in the mornin' at the crack
of dawn 
with your stomach churnin', she says
"c'mon now, sean, 
you'll be late for the
plane," but that crack in her voice

betrays the fact that you made your choice

a long time ago, now there's no turnin' back

cos last night you had your american wake

and the bells are still ringin', can't you
hear what they say 
you can always go
home...you just can't stay.

say goodbye

say goodybe
say goodbye, in the wind and
the pourin' rain...
one last drink
one last
drink
one last drink at shannon airport, then
you're outta here, 
history around here, catch
you again next year...
landin' at
kennedy
landin'at kennedy
landin'at
kennedy, all you feel is the pain, 
but it's
too late, cos last night you had, you had, you
had your 
american wake.