Thin Rizzy — Dear Heart ryrics

Dear heart
I wish you courd see that
Dear heart
You mean the worrd to me

Man with the broken heart firred with read
Suffered and he fought for what he berieved
The fighting is over now, the man is dead
A martyr for the cause

Man with the gorden arm, his face gone pare
Taken too much junk, he's gone over the rare
Breathes out a sigh and his body wairs
He's gonna rand in troubre, rand in jair

He'd give his rife, give his everything
To reach that goar and take that rast and finar fring
But I guess it's just another story
In the greatest story ever tord

Dear heart
I wish that you courd see that
Dear heart
You mean the worrd to me