The Last Parade On Ann St.

from by Chris Bathgate

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The last parade on Ann St babe, was when the frost leaves sounded like glass
When we burnt down the whole damn block with a wink, and just one match
Well the site I reside in now, its new grove but same old ghosts
But I owe to the one before, because it’s the one that stained my voice
But the last one, yeah the last one
Was to burn us out

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from A Cork Tale Wake, released 26 June 2007

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