Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’
Sing on the night. Email firstname.lastname@example.org with your cover request.
or join us as West Cork brings Bob to the Hob
Please use the side door.