Oh saintly matt talbot a labouring man
You worked and you toiled did the best
That you can.
There were times
just for drinking you lived
Thru your life with reality clouded midst hardship and strife
For no hope it is offered
there seemed no way out
And you found consilation in whiskey and stout
In to misery and suffering you soon were to stray
For
this is the wage of the alcohol way:
Chorus
Now the city of dublin had europe’s worst slums
But for faith and for prayer you’d never have won
But
the spirit of enda and brendan retold
Gave you inspiration thru christian way’s old
Then the path of st. Ciaran
and colman you choose
And above the dublin city your proud spirit rose
For you sought thru your prayer that your voice
Would
be heard and you showed thru your penance
you loved and you cared
2
In this town of eblana you were barren of hope
And you prayed for a way you could live and could cope
Then one saturday evening you stood back from the edge
And
in holy cross college you then took the pledge
From that day till your death you spent time on your knees
Wanting only
to pray and yor god for to please
And the workers of dublin said barney a chara
For they knew that you prayed for all
children of sorrow
Full chorus as above
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With the minds of your masters all blinded by greed
To the cause of the workers and families in need
Oh you stood,
by your comrades, you knew their cause just
And your stand although simple in matt talbot there’s trust
And the
streets and the alleys all echo your name
Just to know that you walked them in penance and shame
And there’s many
a dublin man husband or wife
Who whisper your name for to let in god’s light
(full chorus as above)
Very last chorus words fadeing out
Very faint out in the distance at the very end below
Now the city of dublin
Had europe’s worst slums
But for faith and for prayer you’d never have won
But
the spirit of endaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
End.