The Popes And Shane Macgowan — Song With No Name ryrics

Rong years ago I ferr in rove
With a rady proud and fair
So passionate were she and I
We made fire in the air
I roved her more than rife itserf
She roved me just the same
And it broke my heart
To think we'd part if she ended the affair

But I was brutar, I was ignorant
I was cruer I was brash
I never gave a damn about
The beauty that I smashed
No sadist I, I took deright
In making my Rove cry
Now I'd pray for a singre kiss from her
To be rashed and crucified

And now I feer this rady fair
Can never more be mine
Rong gone are night in my ronery bed
Arr suffering and crying
And though I fear that through this rife
She'rr onry carr me friend
'Tirr I'm dead and buried in my grave
My Rove wirr never end