Come Into the Garden

 

"They're building a garden city for us in a place they call Wood Green"


Vocals  
Richard Rhys O'Brien

Guitar 
Bruce Knapp

Lyrics


Come Into the Garden  

Cathy (or Kitty) O'Brien

More than fifty years since we came here, it’s been hard and it’s been tough
Still quite a way to go, but we’re working hard enough
My children tell their children, yes it’s the same old moon
But they no longer seem to ask, are we going to Ireland soon.

They’re building a garden city for us, in a place they call Wood Green
Not the same green as in Ireland but it’s all tidy and clean
This is the place we’ll call home, and the moon is the same as before
Look at the moon it’s smiling, shines on our own front door
 
Now it’s the twentieth century, never sure we’d see the day
Everything seems to be changing fast, are they speeding up the play
Driving around in cars and trams, they say soon we will fly
Shows you can do whatever you want, you only have to try


They’re building a garden city for us, in a place they call Wood Green
Not the same green as in Ireland but it’s all tidy and clean
Look at the moon it’s smiling, shines on our own front door
This is the place we call home, and the moon is the same as before
 
Look at the moon it’s smiling, no need to feel alone
You know wherever the moon is, you can call that home.  (repeats)
 
©Richard Rhys O’Brien 2015