Jake + Olive

By Mac Lethal

On Irish Goodbye

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[Hook x2]

I know in life I won't be

Satisfied unless I live

My life with you, don't wanna

Live one single day apart

I hope I die before you do


[Verse #1]

His name was Jake O'brian he was 17

Her name was Olive Finn

She was everything to him

She never even knew him 'till he

Walked up to her with a bouquet of

Petunias, and a heart so pure

And she was so pretty, he thought she

Was the prettiest girl in Kilkenny

He saved every penny that he had

Working on the train tracks so

He could buy a ring for her

When he came back, and he dropped

To his knee, said "you could marry

Any man in Ireland madam but it's

Got to be me"

But when she said "no"

He felt he had to go, so he traveled

To America on a ferry boat, but

Then there was the void, cause she just couldn't live without him

She was sick without him

So she filled out immigration papers

And showed up on his door step 30 days later

And said "yes"


[Hook]


[Verse #2]

They had four kids over fourteen years

And protected each one from the poor things fierce

And protected each other

From the city it was so cruel

In the back yard watch the summer

Weather grow cool

And it was so pretty, when fall came

It transformed the whole entire city

There was so much love' within them

That Olive said to Jake I'm a stay with

You forever on one condition

We're passionate lovers, every night we

Sleep with our backs to each other

We're half of each other

And I don't wanna sleep one night

Of my life knowing your aren't next

To me hogging half of the covers

Promise me you'll let me die first

Cause I just couldn't live without

You, I'd be sick without you

I'd be a devastated lunatic without you

You wanna make my life perfect

This is how to


[Hook]


[Verse #3]

They got old 80+ years and this was

True love not a day was unclear

Cause this was true friendship, so even

When the kids went to college

They kept the romance polished

Jake+Olive, knifed in the back yard

Oak tree, lemonade, salad

Butterscotch, roast beef, you know

That old saying pick your poison

Well olive was a smoker, and jake

He was smoke free, uh

So when it came down to it

Lung cancer, chest tube

Draining all the fluid, olive on her death

Bed looked him in the eyes, but she

Didn't have to say a thing cause he

Already knew it, she closed her eyes

And then she went through it

Her last few breaths were like irish

Folk music, he told the people at the

Funeral that they were happy that you

Knew us, and covered olive's casket in

Petunias

And then he went home

He didn't feel quite

Right sleeping there alone, he was

Half of a whole, cracked in the soul

He sat there alive but his passion was

Dull, he missed olive

And he was so sick without her

Couldn't live without her

So he gave his final will to his

Neighbors, fell ill and died exactly

30 days later

The immigrants...