We gathered in the evening We scattered with the first light of the dawn To say farewell to Aaran 'Cause me and Sally Coyle was movin' on Our last night on the island Sally sang the rose made father cry And when the song was over said goodbye And the seagulls screamed above us As we pulled out from the pier In the misty morning rain The island slowly disappeared We sat on empty barrels of beer Was drunk the night before And cursed the day I left Aaranmore An island man a fisherman The only kind of life I ever knew O filling skips with shovels Down a tunnel with a different kind of crew A twelve hour shift a raging thirst You took your chance as money in your hand And left it in the pubs of Birmingham There was Early and o'Donnell Gallagher and Boyle Doherty and Sweeney Bonner, Cox and Coyle They called them the Tunnel Tigers One could do the work of four And proud the spoke the name Aaranmore The bottle got O'Donnell A falling rock flattened Sweeney's head I haven't worked in seven years Now Sally's gone and so's me bloody legs Whatever lies before me Win or lose there's one thing I know I'll be in a box next time I go below In my dreams I see the ghosts of men Still diggin' underground Forever lost not knowing Which way's up and which way's down Murphy's law came knocking And I opened up the door And cursed the day I left Arranmore