Kitty (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012)

Oh Kitty, my darling, remember

That the doom will be mine if I stay

'Tis far better to part, though it's hard to

Than to rot in their prisons away

'Tis far better to part, though it's hard to

Than to rot in their prisons away

So softly he then kissed her pale lips

It was the same story over an o'er

Hush mo mhuirnín, the police are watching

And you know that I must go, a stor

Hush mo mhuirnín, the police are watching

And you know that I must go, a stor

In a day I'll be over the mountain

There'll be time enough left for to cry

So good night and God guard you forever

And write to me, won't you, goodbye

So good night and God guard you forever

And write to me, won't you, goodbye

Merci

Vive la New York

Vive la liberté

Vive la république

This is called "Sunnyside Of The Street"