Flogging Molly - May The Living Be Dead (ın Our Wake)

Said her name was Marie
From the banks of the Lee
With the prettiest eyes my own had ever seen
Her hair like ripples
They danced with the tide
As our hearts washed away to the sea
Was she sent down from the heavens above
Her breath pure as whiskey my heart fell in love
Now the devil is courtin' a different tune
And I laugh as the tears was the rain
Tell me why no one`s listenin'
Is there nothing at all left to say
In a world so unforgiving
You mean more to me each every day
So may the living be dead in our wake

One cold winters night behind the clouds stars did hide
And the ghost of our souls thanking Christ
we`re alive
Our spirits they