there’s a woman in the snow
taking pictures down on
Murtagh Road

where the trees stand tall in the dark
by the street light near Billy Edward’s Park

and if Billy were alive
he’d be out there with her
chatting ’bout old time

’47 don’t you know
we lived through the bitter cold
and no end of snow

and sometime when we’re not here
will somebody have the same idea

running out into the snow
with their camera in tow
Down on Murtagh Road

Words and Music by John Hegarty © 2014