Far Away Coast Lyrics

Here in the trenches the fist of the beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisoned deceased
With a gas mask to keep me-from breathing my death
It's American soil I hope for at best

But the duty I serve can't begin to compare
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell

Sail away to a place that's unknown
Taken away from my friends and my home
To a place they call sacred a place I call hell
I long for that corner I once knew so well

Go to the grind it's all that I have
Work on and on with nothing to show
But a graying face in this dying place
Thats a lock in my solitude

I think of a place on a faraway coast
Where friends are so dear and there's reason to toast
A cloudy dark images of a middle east land
Comes down and wrecks my hopeful thought

Sail away to a place that's unknown
Taken away from my friends and my home
To a place they call sacred a place I call hell
I long for that corner I once knew so well

Here in the trenches the fist of the beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisoned deceased
With a gas mask to keep me-from breathing my death
It's American soil I hope for at best

But the duty I serve can't begin to compare
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell

Sail away to a place that's unknown
Taken away from my friends and my home
To a place they call sacred a place I call hell
I long for that corner I once knew so well

Dropkick Murphys - Do or Die

Apr 2008

1. Cadence To Arms
2. Do Or Die
3. Get Up
4. Never Alone
5. Caught In A Jar
6. Memories Remain
7. Road Of The Righteous
8. Far Away Coast
9. Fightstarter Karaoke
10. Barroom Hero
11. 3rd Man In
12. Tenant Enemy #1
13. Finnegan's Wake
14. Noble
15. Boys On The Docks (Murphys' Pub Version)
16. Skinhead On The MBTA