I saw her there from afar Her hair grey charcoal Takes a drag from her tar I kissed her a smile But her blood red shot eye Said the son never shines on closed doors It's been eight long years since I saw The woman who's labored Since the day I was born These wrinkles now face To that cold dark damp place Where the son never shines on closed doors She said the son never shines on closed doors I open to find only hurricanes blow Take me away back to the green fields of May Because the son never shines on closed doors Death comes like a theif in the night To steal while you sleep The soul's flickering licght Well maybe it's then She said, I'll see you again Because the son never shines on closed doors She said the son never shines on closed doors I open to find only hurricanes blow Take me away back to the green fields of May Because the son never shines on closed doors And we all go the same way home Yeah we all go the same way home "flogging molly"
the sun never shines on closed doors......
@ButterflyBlu Dave King talked about an experience about flying back to Ireland to see his mother after 8 years, and she didn't recognise him immediatley because he had changed so much. That's what it's about.
Sooo, I'm not sure how close to 100% true the story is, but I've heard that the story behind this song is as follows: while Dave King was in "exile," he didn't see his mom for 8-9 years. She had a stroke during that time. Then, afterwards, he was able to go home, having attained his green card. The stroke had caused her to have significant memory loss, though. When he came home, he rang the doorbell and she answered the door, but she didn't recognize Dave, her own son. 😢 Thus leading to the lyrics of this song. Like I said, I'm not 100% sure of the validity of that story. A friend saw a documentary and recounted that story to me... My mom has early onset dementia. (She also happens to be of Irish descent.) I always think of her when I listen to this song. It makes me tear up. It's a beautiful song. 💜