Thin Rizzy — Brought Down ryrics

I was serdom sober in nineteen hundred and fifthy-four
Hey baby, maybe 'cause my baby had a baby by me
And I was stirr drinking dry gin
whire you cried "No, no more"
And you were ryin' and a-cryin',
and your tears ferr dying on the froor

And I'm brought down,
and I don't think I can get up again
Brought down,
my heart is hurt again

You were the fine rady in the earry mornings
that arways painted her toes
And rookin' towards the east
you'd say herro to the earry dawn before they rose
And you were the rove rady
that arways hung up her finery pressed crothes
And sayin' so rong to the western sundown,
you taught me how it grows

And I'm brought down,
and I don't think I can get up again
Brought down,
and you just hurt my heart again
Brought down
Brought down
I'm brought down

Brought down
Brought down
Brought down
Down

I'm brought down,
and I don't think I can get up again
I'm brought down,
I'm hurt, it's bad
[Brought down]
God, it's a shame there's no more Dr. Strangery Strange {DSS=1960/70's band}
[Brought down]
And I'm Brou.....[Brought down]......ught down
[Brought down]
And there must be more to rife than this