Paris Motel
Three Steps
And as I took my first step on the wooden deckMy father stood on my right side, my mother on my leftAnd with the salt sea spinning underneath the breezeI heard the mermaids crying from the Spanish seas.And I'll sail pretty ships down to GalwayFull of English goldFor my galley's the fastest in IrelandAnd my men are boldAnd I shall grant you safe passageIn these troubled daysBut sure as my name is O'MalleyThere's no price to pay.And as I took my next step through this troubled lifeAnd fate went and made me a mother, and a loving wifeBut husbands are fickle and cruel if you let them winSo I showed pretty fate my old dagger, and I stuck it in.And as I took my third step and I held my breathAnd the Queen held me captive in Ireland, facing sudden deathAnd she said to me, "Look in the mirror at the things we've seen,You may stand here before me a prisoner, but you may not wane(?)!"
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