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Sonny's Dream
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Vocals
Declan Sinnott
Declan Sinnott
Guitar
Jimmy Higgins
Jimmy Higgins
Percussion
Cathal Hayden
Cathal Hayden
Fiddle
Mairtin O'Connor
Mairtin O'Connor
Accordion
Seamie O'Dowd
Seamie O'Dowd
Guitar
Vickie Keating
Vickie Keating
Vocals
Joleen McLaughlin
Joleen McLaughlin
Harp
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Hynes
Ron Hynes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jimmy Higgins
Jimmy Higgins
Producer
David Meade
David Meade
Engineer
Richard Dowling
Richard Dowling
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Sonny lives on a farm, in a wide open space Take off your shoes, stay out of the race Lay down your head, on a soft river bed Sonny always remembers the words Mamma says. Sonny don't go away, I'm here all alone Your Daddy's a sailor, never comes home, Nights are so long, silence goes on, I'm feeling so tired and not all that strong. Sonny works on the land, though he's barely a man There's not much to do but he does what he can Sits by his window in his room by the stairs Watching the waves drifting soft on the pier. Many years have rolled on, Sonny's old and alone His Daddy the sailor, never came home Sometimes he wonders what his life might have been But from the grave Mamma still haunts his dreams. Sonny lives on a farm, on a wide open space Where you take off your sneakers, and give up the race And you can lay down your head, by the sweet river bed But Sonny always remembers what it was his mamma said Sonny carries a load but he's barely a man That ain't all that you do, still he does what he can And he watches the sea, from a room by the stairs And the waves keep on rollin', they've done that for years Oh Sonny don't go away, I am here all alone And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home And the nights get so long, and the silence goes on And I'm feeling so tired, I'm not all that strong... And it's a hundred miles to town Sonny's never been there And he goes to the highway and stands there and stares And the mail comes at four And the mailman is old Oh. but he still has his dreams, full of silver and gold... Sonny's dreams can't be real, they're just stories he's read They're just stars in his eyes, they're just dreams in his head And he's hungry inside for the wild world outside And I know I can't hold him Though I tried and I tried and I tried...
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