The Night I Heard Caruso Sing-Everything But the Girl

[00:07.020]The highlands and the lowlands [00:10.410]Are the roots my father knows [00:18.270]The holidays at Oban [00:21.570]And the towns around Montrose [00:26.970]But even as he sleeps [00:30.180]They're loading bombs into the hills [00:33.780]And the waters in the lochs [00:36.210]Can run deep but never still [00:46.380]I've thought of having children [00:49.530]But I've gone and changed my mind [00:57.540]It's hard enough to watch the news [01:01.560]Let alone explain it to a child [01:05.970]To cast your eye 'cross nature [01:09.780]Over fields of rape and corn [01:13.080]And tell him without flinching [01:15.540]Not to fear where he's been born [01:31.140]Then someone sat me down last night [01:35.250]And I heard Caruso sing [01:41.880]He's almost as good as Presley [01:45.750]And if I only do one thing [01:50.970]I'll sing songs to my father [01:54.720]I'll sing songs to my child [01:57.900]It's time to hold your loved ones [02:00.420]While the chains are loosed and the world [02:03.600]Runs wild [02:24.690]And even as we speak [02:28.050]They're loading bombs onto a white train [02:31.740]How can we afford to ever sleep [02:36.420]So sound again