Joe
The Cranberries
There was a time I was so lonely
Remember the time, it was aFriday
You made me feel fine, we did it my way
I sat on your knees every Friday
We walked in fields of golden hay
I still recall you
We walked in fields of golden hay
I see you in the summer
Joe, Joe
You sat on your chair by the fire
Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher
Precious years to remember
Childhood fears I surrender
We walked in fields of golden hay
I still recall you
We walked in fields of golden hay
I see you in the summer
Joe, Joe
