Whiskey for Everybody

Ohh ohh ohh ohh

From the air the fields

East of Dublin look

Just like a watercolor.

When the streets arise

Up to meet the plane,

Nobody notices.

And I miss your face

More than anything

In the world.

And I miss your face

More than anything

In the world.

Whiskey for everybody,

To us and to all we left behind.

A beautiful morning;

You've got someplace to be.

So if you have to go,

Be sure and think of me.

'Cause I miss your face

More than anything

In the world.

And I miss your face

More than anything

In the world.

Whiskey for everybody;

Whisper the words before

You're out the door again.

I believe that you were right:

The seas are full and stars are falling.

I believe that you were right:

We...

We were so young

When we

Left home.

From the fields the air

Over Dublin looks

Just like a watercolor,

And even in empty arms

I feel the weight of you.

Oh I miss your face

More than anything

In the world.

And I miss your face

More than anything.

Whiskey for everybody,

To us and to all we left behind

When we

Left home.