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Conor Murphy

Conor Terence Murphy (Irish: Conchúr Ó Murchú; born 10 July 1963) is an Irish republican Sinn Féin politician who is the Member of the Legislative Assembly of Northern Ireland for Newry and Armagh. He served as the Member of Parliament for Newry and Armagh from 2005 until 2015. more »

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I once, met a man
Long white hair, tied up with a band
I said, excuse me sir, could I borrow a light
He said, son don't bother me, I'm not doing all right
I said, hey man, don't worry, what's got you so down
He said, take a look around, man I'm done with this town
Now son, do me a favour, and pull up a stool
I wanna tell you a story, about me, about this old fool

In the sixties, see I was a rich man
Oh, I was proud to be alive, with my beautiful wife
For we married in Paris, we honeymooned in Rome
Bought a house up on the hillside, and we made it our home

But that marriage soon ended in divorce
And my three sweet kids, we don't speak much no more
So, I spend my days here in Thailand just hopping from bar to bar
And these women around me, they're all half my age
And I'm aware that I'm a fool, just a pawn in their game
But at my time in life, you don't care too much
For the values that you once held, like to love, and to trust
You just take what you're given, and you'll get what you can
Oh, I'd beg steal or borrow, for the touch, of a woman's hand

Well, I took, what he said, cause it hit me real hard
When I looked in his eyes, he was broken and scarred
By the things, in his life, that he once held so true
And it scared me to think - one day this could be you
For the lives that we lead and the things that we do
They say it all makes us stronger, but I know that's untrue
There's mistakes to be made, and there's sorry's to be said
And you must do them soon, for one day you'll be dead
He said - he'd beg and he'd steal and he'd borrow for love
But would you run, would you cry, would you hide if you could
And as you lie in your bed, with the thoughts in your head
You must think to yourself, of this tale that I tell
And remember that one day this man could be you
At a bar, on a stool, just a drunken old fool
Wishing life had been kinder and you had been wiser
And nothing's your fault, cause you're never to blame
But the truth of this matter is made all the more sadder
When it's laid out for you by this man
by this old fool

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