THE
GOOD OLD DAYS
(ŠLorenzo Romagnoli)
Down the streets of Edinburgh you could find myself
Sitting at a ceilidh bar, stretched out on a bench
In a misty morning or the summer rain
Walk with me at three o' clock on a drunken night
The mist and the rain, the green and the sun
Whisky by pints, the tunes and the fun
I see all the faces now, I see all the laugh
How well I can remember now my home close by the shore
And you and me that chilly night by the kitchen door
And you and me that good old night at home close by the shore
The mist and the rain, the green and the sun
Whisky by pints, the tunes and the fun
Down the streets of Edinburgh you could find myself
Sitting at a ceilidh bar, stretched out on a bench
In a misty morning or in the summer rain
Walk with me at three o' clock on a drunken night
The
mist and the rain, the green and the sun
Whisky by pints, the tunes and the fun
Once again