Thatcher Lyrics & Chords By Seamus Heaney

If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve ...read more

The tombstone told when she died. Her two surnames stopped me still. A virgin married at rest. She married in this pouring place, That I struck one day by luck, Before I...read more

The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death. ...read more

Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rage at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light Though wise men at their end know dark is right ...read more

After you finish your work After you do your day After you've read your reading After you've written your say — You go down the street to the hot dog stand, One block down...read more