Top Songs By The Young Dubliners
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Young Dubliners
Musician
Brendan Holmes
Bass
Keith Roberts
Acoustic Guitar
Chas Waltz
Violin
Bob Boulding
Electric Guitar
Dave Ingraham
Drums
Jefff Dellisanti
Piccolo Flute
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Wooler
Producer
Sally Browder
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Was early in November, the leaves were on the ground
I couldn't get up, I just gotten down
I'm all alone, a-waitin' by the phone
A-waitin' for your calls eventually
You filled me with worry, you filled me with fear
I'm not standing still, and I'm not stayin' here
Outta my way, I can't take it no more
So brown dog barkin' at the back door
Brown dog barkin at the back door (come on!)
So off on my adventure, now where do I begin?
America called, it's callin' again
I'm jumpin' on the plane, I'm drinkin' on the way
I wake up in the sunshine every day
We came for the money, we came for the fun
Remember your mother, stay out of the sun
Livin' the life 'cause it's what we can fund
So brown dog barkin' at the back door
Brown dog barkin' at the back door (come on!)
We're not goin' home
We're not goin' home
Oh, we know they're behind us
But they'll never find us
'Cause we're on our way
We're on our way
Now what's that my darlin', now what did you say?
I know you were sad when I went away
But I'm over here, by now it should be clear
I won't be going back there any day
You filled me with worry, you filled me with fear
I didn't stand still, and I came over here
Outta my way, I can't take it no more
So brown dog barkin' at the back door
Brown dog barkin' at the back door
Brown dog barkin' at the back door
Brown dog barkin' at the back door
Brown dog, brown dog, brown dog no more
Brown dog, brown dog, I won't be knockin' at your back door
One, two, a-one, two, three, four!
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