Sandra came from Dublin Town,
But soon was London Bound,
Daddy passed away in the Spring,
She wants to make him proud,
If I could do one thing for her,
You know I’d send her home,
Our blue eyed, green haired Irish girl,
She sure did love to roam.
I met Sandra in Camden Town,
She was looking kinda down,
She had no money and nowhere to go,
On the corner just hanging around,
If I could do one thing for her,
You know I’d send her home,
But I took her into my street punk crew,
She’s become a real epitome.
Tobi was the one who found her,
She was lying over there,
Under the bridge at Camden Lock,
You know she didn’t have a prayer,
If I could do one thing for her,
You know I’d send her home,
Our Dublin girl checked out to soon,
And from our lives has flow.
Now Sandra sleeps in London soil,
And no one know’s she’s there,
Just us guys with the Shamrock Tattoos,
The only ones who care,
If I could do one thing for her,
You know I’d send her home,
Back to her Father who she loved,
So she wouldn’t be alone.
