Black 47

Black 47

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Rock - General | New York, United States
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Story Behind the Song

Out in Queens, they call it the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Fiona was a fixture at many of the bars on the strip. Her story wasn't uncommon back in the day. Everyone seems to be so much more sensible now. Thanks to Gentleman Jim Sheridan for the use of the name of his top-shelf saloon.

Lyrics

Fiona's Song
When first I came to New York town, my eyes were all aglow
To see the lights on Broadway, the scrapers rimmed with snow
I fell in with some Belfast boys, I whiled the nights away
Getting' drunk and stoned on the Boulevard in a bar called Maggie Mae's

Oh, the liquor flowed down freely, the grass relaxed my head
By five o'clock in the mornin' I'd be driftin' off to bed
With an arm around my slender waist, two lips attached to mine
I'd stare up at the ceiling while some stranger enjoyed his time

But I'm thinkin' ever thinkin' by dark and by day
I'm thinkin', ever thinkin' 'bout the night I went away
When he held me to his firm young breast and whispered, "please don't go"
Oh, I wish I was back in his own true arms where the rain and the rivers flow

Why did I ever let you go, what more can I say
My Mother didn't care for you, the ould one had her way
She wanted me to marry a girl from the university
But when I lay in your arms at night I wasn't thinkin' about your degrees

I couldn't understand the lack of your concern
For all my tears when you told me you were bound for New York Town
At your wake I stood in the kitchen my eyes abruised and red
And I clung to you like a baby that last night in your bed

But I'm thinkin' ever thinkin' by dark and by day
I'm thinkin', ever thinkin' 'bout the night I went away
When he held me to his firm young breast and whispered, "please don't go"
Oh, I wish I was back in his own true arms where the rain and the rivers flow

His tears dried up quite quickly from what it would appear
He was engaged to a girl from UCD in less than 1 full year
While I sit on the Boulevard in a bar called Maggie Mae's
And wait for some stranger to smile at me and get me to the next day

But I'm thinkin' ever thinkin' by dark and by day
I'm thinkin', ever thinkin' 'bout the night I went away
When he held me to his firm young breast and whispered, "please don't go"
Oh, I wish I was back in his own true arm

Song Length
6:54
Genres
Pop - Rock, Folk - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Floating
Lead Vocal
Duet Male/Female
Moods
Heartbreaking, Cool


Lyric Credits Larry Kirwan
Music Credits Black 47
Producer Credits Stewart Lerman, Larry Kirwan
Publisher Credits ©2004 Starry Plough Music (BMI)
Performance Credits Roseanne Cash, Geoff Blythe, Andrew Goodsight, Thomas Hamlin, Larry Kirwan, Joseph Mulvanerty, Fred Parcells
Label Credits Gadfly Records