The Guns Of Jericho - Flogging Molly

There’s something in my eye

Well, there’s something in my throat

Oh, maybe I’m not the man I used to be before

Although I’m feeling strong

It’s the bed where I belong

Oh dancing days are over so I’m sipping on

Sipping on a toddy made with love

And who is she, dangling on my knee

The core that is my apple or the cruel banshee

Who am I to say or criticize

The Devil gave me warning so I choose to live a life

Well, perhaps I should go

To where the trumpets roar

And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

I grew up in the East

And I threw up in the West

Oh, rant and raved

And thinking Holy Jesus this is great

King of my domain

Well, there’s nothing in a name

And it wasn’t long before I grew to realize

Realize the fact we’re all the same

And though I bite seldom do I fight

I’ll tell you all about it in my own good time

From my home I’ll hang a scarlet rope

So tell me that you’ll leave me and my family alone

Well, perhaps I should go

To where the trumpets roar

And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

In Jericho

Where the walls are set to fall

In Jericho

At the hands of Joshua

So blow your horn, your siren call

My seven days reclaim

And I’m buried with the guns of Jericho

Travel all the while

With the shipmates and the wife

Oh, guaranteed to see the sunrise break before the dawn

So, welcome all aboard

To this madness I adore

And as long as we’re together for the better now

Together for the better one and all

And though I bite seldom do I fight

I’ll tell you all about it in my own good time

Well, perhaps I should go

To where the trumpets roar

And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

Of Jericho

I said the guns of Jericho

In Jericho

Where the walls are set to fall

In Jericho

At the hands of Joshua

So blow your horn, your siren call

My seven days reclaimed

And I’m buried with the guns of Jericho

Of Jericho

I said the guns of Jericho

Of Jericho

I said the guns of Jericho