{"id":1542,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/hey-sandy"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"hey-sandy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/hey-sandy\/","title":{"rendered":"HEY SANDY"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>The sun was hot, the air heavy, and the marching men came by<br \/>\nYou stood at door, you watched them pass, you asked no reason why<br \/>\nThe sound of steel of their jackboot heel came pound through your head<br \/>\nYour reason&#8217;s past, they&#8217;ve came at last, with the blessings of the dead<\/p>\n<p>Chorus:<br \/>\nHey Sandy, hey Sandy why are you the one<br \/>\nAll the years of growing up are wasted now and gone<br \/>\nDid you see them turn did you feel the burn of the bullets as they flew<br \/>\nHey Sandy, hey Sandy just what did you do<\/p>\n<p>At the college square, they were standing there, with the flag and with the gun<br \/>\nAnd the whispered words as the ones young stirred, saying, &#8216;Why are you the one?&#8217;<br \/>\nAnd the air was still with lonely thrill of now the hour is near<br \/>\nAnd the smell of sweat was better yet, than the awful smell of fear<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>The awful shout, as you all ran out, saying, why are these things done?&#8217;<br \/>\nAnd you stood and stared, yet no one cared for another campus bum<br \/>\nYour songs are dead and your instead are to the funeral pyre<br \/>\nAnd the words of youth, like love and truth, are just ashes on the fire<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>Did you throw no stone, at the men alone, with their bayonets fixed for hire?<br \/>\nDid you think that they would kill no one, did you scream as they opened fire<br \/>\nAnd the square ran red, with your blood stains spread, and the darkness round you grew<br \/>\nDid you feel the 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