Spun around in resurrection
Laying rest to wayward souls
We never saw our future
Only memories to hold
Of a place that's rich and greener
I left my West Virginia home
I gambled all I had away
To walk down the Irish road
Whoa, whoa
Well, this place is dried and barren
But they say Jesus walked these streets
Keep a Bible right beside my head
Each night when I would sleep
Well, I used to not believe it
But Mamma prayed to save my soul
'Cause Lucifer's alive and well
Lives down the Irish road
Saint Brigid, come and save me
Before the devil takes control
Once what was a heart of gold
Is now as black as coal
And I still see all the faces
Laid beneath the cobblestones
Each night they come and haunt me
From down the Irish road
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
They said, "Fight Armageddon
Rain the brass down in the sand"
And cried after Janie
As he reached and took my hand
But now the piper man's a-blowin'
While the angels take him home
St. Michael lost another son
Down the Irish road
I pray Saint Brigid, come and save me
Before the devil takes control
Once what was a heart of gold
Is now as black as coal
And I swear I see the faces
Laid beneath the cobblestones
Each night they come and haunt me
From down the Irish road
Every night they come and haunt me
Down the Irish road
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
