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week # 'Blood and Whiskey' of the 52 week club - with an open section so you can practice your solos ;)
lyrics
Blood on the Rocks (aka Darling Corey Revisited)
The first time that I saw you I was standing in the door
shoes in my hands, mud on my knees, and bare feet on the floor
You'd come to warn my papa there was danger on the wind
News had travelled through the town of a band of highwaymen
There's blood on the rocks of Highlea (Chailleach), the ocean heard the sound
Your warning came too late for me, and I am broken now
The next time that I saw you, I was drinking at the bar
Pour me a scotch now, second third till we see the morning star
You held my hand and promised you would keep my secret shame
I swore I'd never take a rose or share another's name
There's blood on the rocks of Highlea, the ocean heard the sound
Your warning came too late for me, and I am broken now
We kept a bed through the summer till the old cold north wind blew
You said that before we could wed there was something you must do
I watched you head for the city, hoping to take down the men
who stole my innocence from me, for to get me my revenge
There's blood on the rocks of Highlea, the ocean heard the sound
Your warning came too late for me, and I am broken now
I knew you would not find them for their blood was mine to take
I'd learned the ways of wicked men, and that was their mistake
I tracked them through the winter to a cove on Isle Islay
One by one they met my gun, did not give them time to pray
There's blood on the rocks of Highlea, the ocean heard the sound
Your warning came too late for me, and I am broken now
The last time that I saw you, you had come to find me there
Blood on my hands, gun on my knees, and salt spray in my hair
Where is your Darling Corey, pretty girl that you once knew?
She's not the child that you loved, she is gone though she was true
There's blood on the rocks of Highlea, the ocean heard the sound
Your warning came too late for me, and I am broken now
There's blood on the rocks of Highlea, the ocean heard the sound
So come my love, and bury me beneath the cold, cold ground
*This is the first 52 week club song I've posted!!
From the week of 'Blood and Whiskey'
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