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hwp - You look funny.
- Dont talk about her like that.
You...
...nice.
- Come on, lad.
- Dont follow us up to the pub.
- We wont.
With the parting of the ways
You took my happy days
And left me lonely nights
Morning never comes too soon
I can face the afternoon
- What?
- Go easy.
What?
Well, what is it?
- I can take my ale.
- Smell of a barmans apron, lad.
You taught me
how to love you
Now teach me to forget
You broke my heart
a million times
Down. Now!
What do you think this is?
Whats your name?
- Liam.
- Liam Sullivan.
Im watching you,
Liam Sullivan.
Youre gonna miss me, honey
Some of these days
Youre gonna miss me, dear
Youre my to care
- Youre gonna miss my kissing
- Ill miss your bleeding gob.
Youll miss me, honey
Bed, now!
Bloody heavy!
Ten, nine, eight...
seven, six, five...
four, three, two, one!
- Happy new year!
- Happy new year!
Happy new year.
Happy new year! All the best!
- Happy new year!
- Happy new year!
- Happy new year.
- Happy new year, love.
Ill take you home again
Kathleen
Across the ocean
Wide and wild
- Youre away to shite, Kathleen!
- Hey, quiet.
Where your heart
has ever been
Since first you were
my bonnie bride
If its that bleeding good over
there, what are you doing here?
And were off to join the IRA
- And were off tomorrow morn
- Here am I, a loyal Orangeman
Just come across the sea
For singing and for dancing
- Sure I hope I will thee please
- Where the bayonets flash
And the rifles crash
To the echo of the Thompson gun
Get upstairs right now, lad!
Wear the sash my father wore
- Sure its old, but it is beautiful
- Come on.
its colors they are fine
Get out!
- Here am I, a loyal Orangeman
- Were off to join the IRA
Lizzie!
Here I am, a loyal Orangeman
Just come across the sea
For singing and for dancing
I hope I might beat thee
Stop it! Never ever sing that song
again. Thats the Proddie dogs!
Seven, six, five...
four, three...
two, one...
Here you are, love.
Come on, then.
All right?
Out.
Rent.
Gas.
- Coal.
- Flat week.
Food.
Dont let him in.
Oh, come on. Were gonna
have our tea in a minute.
"Christ praised
the widows mite".
- God bless this house.
- Bless you, Father.
Hope Im not interrupting.
Bit short this week, Father.
Christ praised
the widows mite.
See you out, Father.
When I started work, Father,
I had to serve my time.
Other fellas brought home mens
wages while I earned shirt buttons.
But I stuck it out.
Those fellas are on the dole now,
