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REQUIEM FOR THE INNOCENT
(Words, Eamon Cowan. Music, Goldrick Sheehan & Smylie Usher.)

What have they done to you, my little Dublin girl?
They found you lying in a lane off Corporation Road,
And by your face, you can' t have been more than sweet sixteen,
With your cider bottles and dirty needle marks upon your arms.
What have they done to you, my little Dublin girl?

Your daddy's up in court next week
For pushin' pushers out
But he never broke the law.
He fought the dole, he fought old age
And every kind of drought,
And it will break the old man's heart
When this he hears about.

I know the game you had to walk. It wasn't your disgrace,
But with strong arms upon my steed, I'd take you from this place.
Eternity divides us, love. I don' t even know your name.
When I contemplate your innocence, I weep for bloody shame.

Your daddy's up in court next week....

What have they done to you, my love, my little Dublin girl?
They took your pride and dignity. They made me want to kill.
I cannot even up the score. There's a place I cannot fill.
I cannot help you now, my love. Perhaps sweet Jesus will.

Your daddy's up in court next week....