Christy Moore
guiseppe
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Every time I go to London
I think about Giuseppe Conlon
Who left his home in Belfast
And travelled over to his son
As he said goodbye to Sarah
And took the boat to Heysham
Little did Giuseppe know
He'd never see that place again.
Giuseppe was an ailing man
And every breath he drew
Into his tired lungs
He used to maintain his innocence
Behind those walls
Behind those bars
For everyday remaining in his life
Maintaining his innocence
Giuseppe Conlon, Giuseppe.
- Album:
- Lily
- Listen
- Graffiti Tongue
- Smoke and Strong Whiskey
- Ordinary Man
- Ride On
- The Time Has Come
- Live In Dublin
- Miscellaneous
- Live At The Point
- Burning Times
- Non-Album Releases
- Live At The Point 2006
- Live In Dublin 2006
- H-Block
- Folk Tale
- Folk Awards 2012
- The Hardy Bucks Album
- Where I Come From
- Die Hit Giganten Best of Keltica