One day as I was walking past the bridge in Dolphin's Barn By the old canal I saw some children round a car In the back they were shooting up smack I had a bird's eye view When I called for help Told me there's nothing we can do.
Both sides of the river clearly to be seen Down along O'Connell Street and up to Stephen's Green Heroin sold openly there was no need to hide The drug squad were outnumbered It seemed like their hands were tied.
John Whacker Humphries is a family man Him and his wife, they give their children everything they can Faced with the scourge of heroin, they'd not accept defeat They joined concerned parents To put the dealers off the street.
They called on dealers houses and ordered them to quit Time and time again they warned, we've had enough of it Dirty needles in our doorways Junkies hanging all about Keep on dealing heroin and you're going to be moved out.
From St. Theresa's gardens to the flats in Ballymun Concerned parents action had the dealers on the run They swore they'd stand together until the drugs were stopped And I will never understand why they got their knuckles rapped.
They were rounded up and charged With crimes against the state Brought before the Green Street court to decide their fate Denied a trial by jury and there was no bail The concerned parents were taken off to jail.
Sitting in the gallery among family, friends and wives I strained to hear who told the truth and who was telling lies Dealers, junkies and police on the prosecution side I swear to God that's what I saw before my very eyes.
Whacker Humphries took the dealers on And he fought them tooth and nail A squad of well armed soldiers brought him to the portlaoise jail He tried to protect his children, found guilty of a crime One man gets a pension, another man gets time.
This morning I went walking out by Dolphin's Barn I heard a small bird whisper; mind you don't come to any harm.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
