Irene. کے بول

Oh Irene I've been your neighbor For forty years or more Oh I used to see you get the paper Or standing at the door I didn't know you very well But I saw it on the news Oh Irene, Irene What is there to do? Oh the people hear the gunshots But they don't do a thing And somehow the songbirds above us Still find a voice to sing I wish I was a swallow So I could fly away Oh Irene, Irene What is there to say? Oh Irene I met your daughter At the memorial today Oh you know she was so gracious I bet you raised her that way I'll try to be a better man Than the one you knew Oh Irene, Irene What am I to do?