(Philip Chevron)
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You told me tales of love and glory
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Same old sad songs, same old story
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The sirens sing no lullaby
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And no-one knows but Lorelei
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By castles out of fairytales
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Timbers shivered where once there sailed
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The lovesick men who caught her eye
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And no-one knew but Lorelei
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River, river have mercy
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Take me down to the sea
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For if I perish on these rocks
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My love no more I'll see
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I've thought of you in far-off places
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I've puzzled over lipstick traces
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So help me God, I will not cry
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And then I think of Lorelei
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I travel far and wander wide
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No photograph of you beside me
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Ol' man River's not so shy
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And he remembers Lorelei
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River, river have mercy
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Take me down to the sea
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For if I perish on these rocks
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My love no more I'll see
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If I should float upon this stream
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And see you in my madman's dream
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I'd sink into your troubled eyes
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And none would know 'cept Lorelei
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River, river have mercy
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Take me down to the sea
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For if I perish on these rocks
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My love no more I'll see
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But if my ship, which sails tomorrow
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Should crash against these rocks,
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My sorrows I will drown before I die
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It's you I'll see, not Lorelei
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River, river have mercy
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Take me down to the sea
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For if I perish on these rocks
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My love no more I'll see
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Lorelei
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The Pogues |