Galway Rain
from Wires by mister ebby
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lyrics
Umbrellas are at full attack,
And the rain falls on South Bank,
But it doesn't feel the same,
No it doesn't feel the same as I remember Galway Rain.
London's become my friend for walks at 4am,
But it doesn't compare to the line out to Renmore,
Singing "Stand By Me" in harmony,
Preaching the gospel of Kali.
I've become so used to London,
I know my way around,
Stuck in the back of my wallet,
Is an old map of the underground.
Umbrellas are at full attack,
And the rain falls on South Bank.
I sometimes go for days,
Without talking to someone,
Except the checkout girl at ASDA,
Or someone on the phone.
I hate the crowds of London,
All rushing off somewhere,
Instead of rambling around Galway,
Eventually you'll get there.
Umbrellas are at full attack.
In Galway you wait in doorways for the worst of the downpour to pass,
Or walk through the lighter rain, spotting tourists in plastic macs,
You can sit outside Tigh Neachtain, and watch the city pass you by.
You're still the one,
I gotta get out of this city.
I wanted you to call.
You'll always be waiting.
My home town, my city.
Umbrellas are at full attack,
And the rain falls on South Bank,
But it doesn't feel the same,
No it doesn't feel the same as I remember Galway Rain.
And the rain falls on South Bank,
But it doesn't feel the same,
No it doesn't feel the same as I remember Galway Rain.
London's become my friend for walks at 4am,
But it doesn't compare to the line out to Renmore,
Singing "Stand By Me" in harmony,
Preaching the gospel of Kali.
I've become so used to London,
I know my way around,
Stuck in the back of my wallet,
Is an old map of the underground.
Umbrellas are at full attack,
And the rain falls on South Bank.
I sometimes go for days,
Without talking to someone,
Except the checkout girl at ASDA,
Or someone on the phone.
I hate the crowds of London,
All rushing off somewhere,
Instead of rambling around Galway,
Eventually you'll get there.
Umbrellas are at full attack.
In Galway you wait in doorways for the worst of the downpour to pass,
Or walk through the lighter rain, spotting tourists in plastic macs,
You can sit outside Tigh Neachtain, and watch the city pass you by.
You're still the one,
I gotta get out of this city.
I wanted you to call.
You'll always be waiting.
My home town, my city.
Umbrellas are at full attack,
And the rain falls on South Bank,
But it doesn't feel the same,
No it doesn't feel the same as I remember Galway Rain.
credits
from
Wires,
released 30 November 2011
mister ebby - piano, vocals,
aonghus mac amhlaigh - cello
karl hand - drums
mister ebby - piano, vocals,
aonghus mac amhlaigh - cello
karl hand - drums
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shows
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Jul 22Dublin, Ireland
discography
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Nov 2011
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