Travelling song from Irishtown by The Barleyshakes

I’ve been travelling now for so long,
I couldn’t begin to trace all our tracks.
Gone this far well we might as well keep going.
Can’t count all the beautiful things we’ve seen,
The king of the road travelling with his queen.

The world is at your door, the world is at your door,
and it is calling.

The sun is setting in the west
And we’re driving hard into it.
Trying to get to Budapest before it’s started snowing.
And we’ve seen the paintings of Egon Shiele,
We’ve climbed the ancient forbidden towers.
We lay in open space,
and all those days they seem like hours.

The world is at your door, the world is at your door,
and it is calling.

We journeyed to Versailles and dined at the palace
on a salad sandwich we purchased from an Arab.
He smiled at us through tobacco stained teeth
Singing praise Allah, you are what you eat.

We swam with dolphins in a turquoise sea,
while the world around us was ill at ease.
On New Year’s day we chanted for peace yeah
Nam mo ram o yeah, nam mo ram o yeah
The world is at your door, the world is at your door,
and it is calling.
This precious world keeps calling,
Hear it call

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