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We are at a crossroads Trees bow to the winds of change But where is all the dancing Where is all the dancing? Where are the comely maidens? With their hair wraps and braiding Here we are at a crossroads And where do we go from here? Boozy charm will only get you so far That's a card played by the underdog With a lamp went cold to our rub We turned to nurse the tiger cub Back when Rory played the blues and Ronan was still selling shoes.. Now I hear the echo of a thousand hollow welcomes Surely we can manage a sound one, a sound one We've long closed Billy's barn doors 'Cos it doesn't rhyme with where the gang goes Have we forgotten what it's like to go 'cos we did not have We'd say it loud and with one voice We didn't really have a choice But to tear ourselves from this land And go colonise by sleeping bag Trojan nag Letras de canciones Back when Rory played the blues and Ronan was still selling shoes.. When Rory played the blues and Ronan was still selling shoes.. Still selling shoes, still selling shoes, still selling shoes When Rory played the blues and Ronan was still selling shoes From Letras Mania