there were roses
now my song for you this evening
well it ain't to make you sad
nor for adding to the sorrows
of this troubled northern land
but lately I been thinking
and it just won't leave my mind
to tell you about two friends of mine
who were both good friiends one time
now alan bell from benagh
he lived just across the fields
he was a great man for the music
and the dancing and the reels
o'malley came from south armagh
to court young alice fair
and often we'd meet on the ryan road
and laughter filled the air
there were roses, roses, roses
and the tears of the people ran together
alan he was protestant
and sean was catholic born
but it never made any difference
you know the friendship it was strong
and sometimes in the evening
when we'd hear the sound of the drums
well we said it wouldn't divide us
you know we'd always be the ones
for the ground our fathers ploughed in
well the soil is just the same
and the places where we say our prayers
have just got different names
and we talked for hours about those who died
and hoped there'd be no more
it was little then that we realised
the tragedy in store
there were roses, roses, roses
and the tears of the people ran together
well it was on a sunday morning
that the awful news went round
another killing had been done
just outside of newry town
we knew that alan danced up there
and we knew he loved the band
but when we heard they'd shot him dead
well we just couldn't understand
and we gathered at the graveside
on that cold and rainy day
and the minister he closed his eyes
and prayed for no revenge
and all the ones who knew him
from all along the ryan road
well they bowed their heads
and they said a prayer
for the resting of his soul
there were roses, roses, roses
and the tears of the people ran together
now fear it ruled the countryside
there was fear in every home
when the car of death came prowling
round the ryan road
a catholic will be killed tonight
to even up the score
o christ it's young o'malley
they've taken him from the door
"alan was my friend" he cried
he begged them with his fear
but centuries of hatred
have ears that cannot hear
an eye for an eye
was all that filled their minds
and another eye for another eye
till everyone is blind
there were roses, roses, roses
and the tears of the people ran together
now my song for you this evening
well it ain't to make you sad
nor for adding to the sorrows
of this troubled northern land
but lately I been thinking
and it just won't leave my mind
to tell you about two friends of mine
who were both good friends one time
I don't know where the moral is
or where this song should end
but I wonder just how many wars
are fought between good friends
I know that those who give the orders
well they're not the ones to die
it's bell and o'malley
and the likes of you and i
there were roses, roses, roses
and the tears of the people...
there were roses, roses, roses
and the tears of the people ran together
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