DARK DAYS (Paul O’Brien)

 

Dark days in Dublin town

Anyone could be the one

To turn you in

To let you down

Dark days in Dublin town

 

Dark days men on the run

From hiding place to safe house

Or darkened shed

Through alley ways

Dark days men on the run

 

Dark days and friends are few

And brother will you be the one

To turn me in

To let me down

Dark days and friends are few

 

Dark days the strangers gone

But we have learned the ruling trade

Oppression fear

The gun the blade

Dark days the strangers gone

 

Dark days in Dublin town

Anyone could be the one

To turn you in

To let you down

Dark days in Dublin town