lifeblood: songs: lyrics: damo


oh the boys of dublin's donaghmede
come to hear their boxer sing
to tell the stories of their streets
to quell their suffering
they say let me go another round
and never take it laying down
'cause in my heart i know
i'm strong enough to grow
yeah damo sing another song
for all the sons of fisticuffs
for the daughters of the truncheon
damo sing a song of love
damo sing a song

yeah what do i know of ireland
except what made it here
through the ports into the hills
a whistle and a jig
they worked the fields
they worked the rails
and sang the songs of slaves
to keep the chains from binding on
to keep their bodies brave
so damo sing another song
for all the sons of toil and tug
for the daughters of the weary road
damo sing a song of love
damo sing a song of love

(we grow strong from it all)
(we grow stong or we fall)

so gather round and bear this ground
while your brothers sweat and swing
or hold each other for their life
in their love and in their rage
yeah sing of tribes and ties that bind
and sing yourself anew
yeah the dog of war the lamb of god
the spirit is in you
so damo sing another song
for all the sons of fisticuffs
for the daughters of the truncheon
damo sing a song of love

damo sing another song
(damo sing another song)
for all the sons of toil and tug
(for all the sons of toil and tug)
for the daughters of the weary road
(for the daughters of the weary road)
yeah damo sing your song of love
(damo sing a song of love)
damo sing another song of love

(we grow strong from it all)
(we grow stong or we fall)
(we grow strong from it all)
(we grow stong or we fall)
(we grow strong from it all)
(we grow stong or we fall)
(we grow strong from it all)
(we grow stong or we fall)

words and music by amy ray


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