Knockando Songtext
von Michael Hurley

I had a glass of Knockando
Ah yes I really did
The flames that lived, they were blue
As they recalled the red
Had a glass of Knockando
This is what I said
You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good
Can you hear the cracklin′ fire
Of the old pine wood


Now everywhere that I may roam
I'm greiving all the while
From the valley where I longst to be
I wander in exile
Had a glass of Knockando
This is what I said
You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good
Can you hear the cracklin′ heart
Of the old pine wood

No can do what I dream of
In the dark and bloody ground
No can do good for you
I'll see you all around
Had a glass of Knockando
This is what I said
You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good
Can you hear the cracklin' heart
Of the old pine wood


Go ye to the little black hill
Go again you will
Enough for me, enough for you
And a glass of Knockando
Had a glass of Knockando
This is what I said
You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good
Can you hear the cracklin′ heart
Of the old pine wood