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Come What May

This song was created for Game of Bands round 14 : "Drinking Songs"

Lyrics:

The very first glimpse I had was through the window of Paddy?s bar A body full of promises and a look as black as tar In the dimming light a sultry wink that sent me barreling in But the barman said, ?You missed out, lad, you?ll have to try again ?You?ll have to look at Kelly?s, south of Quay near Claddagh Bay Or cross the town to Busker Brownes, if you want to have your way.? With a stout determination and a head so keen to see I set out to chase the beauty that had beckoned so to me I?ll chase down all the evenin? I?ll chase down all the day Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may A traveler far from homelands, I grew lost amid the square Then a light from old O?Connell?s led my feet up to the stair As I stood there at the threshold, and my eyes the crowd implored One by one they shook their heads and waved me out the door ?No luck, lad, be on your way,? they said with spiteful glee, ?Perhaps the King?s will have the thing you?re desperate so to seek.? With fallen pride I turned my stride and step toward Abbeygate I would not fail in my pursuit, though the hour was growing late I?ll chase down all the evenin? I?ll chase down all the day Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may And there it was, a shimmering glint in the gaslight up ahead A curve so unmistakable and a hint of ruby red Revered within Tigh Neachtains, holding ev?ry man in thrall I walked as in the loaming, with little ken or wherewithal But as I drifted closer, looks of sorrow shook me wake ?You?re much too late, lad, haver on?don?t tarry, heavn?s sake! No longer will you find here what you?ve yearned to so admire Best get you to St. James?s Gate to hasten your desire.? I?ll chase down all the evenin? I?ll chase down all the day Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may By now the dawn was breaking, my journey long and cold Three hours east to Dublin where I wandered streets of old The city slept in quiet, ancient stones made not a sound I turned a silent corner and fair collapsed at what I?d found In the hush a doorway opened, and a pale hand waved me near ?Enter, friend, and meet the one you?ve much too long revered.? Shaking I stepped forward and gently cradled in my hands The finest pint of Guinness ever poured in Ireland I?ll chase down all the evenin? I?ll chase down all the day Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Until my lips they taste the kiss Of heav?n, come what may Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!) Come what may! (COME WHAT MAY!)
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