Half standing pissing against a tree
To hear lovers pass a stoney wall
And have breakfast tomorrow
With forgotten sorrow
♞♜♝
Oh the bar man had got sick
Two weeks maybe three
Bean an Tí
(Bean an Tí)
♞♜♝
So as the lovers passed the ancient script
And secured their sacred crypt
To fluff it out with beaten pillows
On the Willow branch
♞♜♝
Oh the bar man had got sick
Two weeks maybe three
(Bean an Tí)
♞♜♝
Bean an Tí.





2020














