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House Of The Rising Sun - Sinead O' Connor

"There is a house in New Orleans, they call The Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of manys a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one. My mother was a tailores she sewed my new blue jeans an' my father was a"

The Butcher Boy - Sinead O' Connor

"The Butcher Boy in Dublin town where I did dwell a butcher boy I loved so well he courted me my life away and now with me he will not stay I wish I wish but I wish in vain I wish I was a maid again but"

Nothing Compares To You - Sinead O' Connor

"** She wrote this song after her son's death ** It's been seven hours and fifteen days since you took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day since you took your love away since you've been"

Scorn Not His Simplicity - Sinead O' Connor

"See the child With the golden hair Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside Do we know Can we understand just how he feels Or have we really tried See him now As he stands alone And watches children play"

Black Boys On Mopeds - Sinead O' Connor

"Margareth Thatcher on TV Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing It seems strange that she should be offended The same orders are given by her I've said this before now You said I was childish"

My Special Child - Sinead O' Connor

"Think about my little girl Her yellow skin and her dark curls And how her father's heart was frozen I spoke to her and I said: "You won't regret the mother you have chosen" I lied, where's she tonight? I"

We People Who Are Darker Than Blue - Sinead O' Connor

"(Curtis Mayfield) We people who are darker than blue Are we gonna stand around this town And let what others say come true We're just good for nothing they all figure A boyish grown up shiftless jigger Now"

Lord Baker - Sinead O' Connor

"There was a Lord who lived in this land He being a Lord of high degree He left his foot down a ship's board And swore strange countries he would go see. He's travelled east and he's travelled west Half"

Famine - Sinead O' Connor

"OK, I want to talk about Ireland Specifically I want to talk about the "famine" About the fact that there never really was one There was no "famine" See Irish people were only allowed to eat potatoes All"

Donald O - Sinead O'Connor

"My Donald he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and sets the sails While southward he rolls to the home of the whale He ne'er thinks o' me far behind Or the torments"

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