I saw you was down at the greeks
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There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
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You sang me a song that was pure as the breeze
On a road leading up Glenaveigh
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I sat for for a while by the cross at Finool (?)
When young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom
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Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone
Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go
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Take my hand!
Where is the ‘Greeks’.?
Cafe in London, I think? Siobhan was on BBC Sounds recently and referenced it.
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Plausible alright. A quick search tells me they are the only place in Soho where you’d get a beer into the early hours.
I was over in Soho late ish once looking for a beer in a sit down burger cafe type place but yer man would only serve me beer in a teapot and had to drink it from a proper tae cup.
True story.
A pub in London doesn’t really blend with the rest of the lyrics but it doesn’t have to make sense 