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A song for you evening, and it's not to make you sad,
Or for adding to the of a troubled Northern land.
But lately I've been thinking, and it just won't my mind.
I'll tell you now of two good friends. They both good friends of
mine.
Scott from Derry, he lived just across the fields.
A great man for the and the dancing and the reels.
MacDonald came from South to court young Agnes fair.
It was then meet on Ryan Road, and laughter filled the air.
Now, Isaac, he was and Sean was Catholic born.
But it never made a difference, for their it was strong.
And sometimes in the evening when we heard the of drums,
We said "War won't us, we will always be as one.
For the our fathers plow in, the soil it is the same.
And the places where we say our prayers have got different
names."
We talked about our friends died, we hoped there'd be no more.
It was little then we the tragedy in store.
There were roses, roses, were roses.
And the of the people ran together.
It was on a Sunday morning when the news came around.
There'd another killing outside of Caplan town.
We knew Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the band.
We heard that he was dead, and we could not understand.
We gathered at his graveside on a cold and day.
The minister just his eyes, and for no revenge he prayed.
And those of us who him from along the Ryan Road,
Just bowed our and said a prayer for the resting of his soul.
There roses, roses, there were roses.
And the tears of the ran together.
Now fear it filled the countryside, and fear every home.
And late one night, a car came round the Ryan Road.
A Catholic be killed tonight to even up the score.
Oh Christ, it's young that they've taken from the door.
"Isaac was my friend!" he cried, he them with his fear.
But centuries of hatred have ears that hear.
"An eye for an eye" was all filled their minds.
And another eye for another eye, til is blind.
were roses, roses, there were roses.
And the of the people ran together.
Now I don't know where the moral is, or how this song end.
But I wonder how many wars are fought between good friends.
And the men who give the orders, well, they're not the who die.
It's Scott and and the likes of you and I.
There roses, roses, there were roses.
And the of the people ran together.