Empty Bed

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As the flames leapt higher at the Derry armory
We hurried back home, Dave John and me
Our duty done, the mission fulfilled
And our blood still cold from the men we had killed
Comin' 'round the bend and down the old lane
We arrived just to find our own homes in flames
Like our dogs and our cows we were roped and led away
Now I haven't seen my wife for 15 years come this May

Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed
Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed

That night I cried as they dragged him away
Held tight to our three children who'd also have to pay
There wasn't food enough for hands who couldn't till
So I found myself all alone tending the still

Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed
Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed

The Montserrat sun burns like numbers in my chest
Not white not black but Irish I'm kicked harder than the rest
Worth half as much and treated twice as mean
This is the closest thing to hell these old eyes have ever seen

Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed
Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed

So I find me a drum and an old copper coil
Some tools and clean water for the sugarcane to boil
Then after work is done with the window shut tight
I think of my wife and brew solace by moonlight

Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed
Whiskey won't fill, won't fill this empty bed
Won't fill this empty bed
Won't fill this empty bed

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from Wasted Saints, released March 15, 2012
B. Malloy & The Waxies

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