A Fistful O' Roses The Rumjacks

Oh I've loved you from afar, I've borne you like a scar Sung your name across the bloody Colfiorito But a poison took your heart, you charmless little tart Now you've nary a jot o' bother at all for me

Home Rule The Rumjacks

She bore half a ton o' sons and had to bury all but one Who's locked away in prison for not takin' up his gun Now all she has to comfort her from this day to her last Are a box of old white feathers some

Uncle Tommy The Rumjacks

like me A half a bottle o' whisky, tattoo of a pretty lady Half a dozen Havana's and his Aunties rosary A thunderin' oe'r the border, guns a blazin', hells a raisin' Here I am ya bastards, ye'll no be

Dead To Me The Rumjacks

A 'good riddance' to poisonous folk O Billy were a villain o' high degree Wi a left eye made o' glass A wooden heel and a plate o' steel Mig welded tae his arse He'd carve a horn frae his Mammy's skull

The Black Matilda The Rumjacks

By the windy shores o Canada bay I broke my fast for Lucia's day A beguiling figure she blew my way and rattled me rovin' heart The snipers crack, the metronome of pricy heels on polished stone That I

Mclaughlins Rant The Rumjacks

Well I've come here for the gargle, not tae cop a blast Ye great thick headit ape, I'll stick yer chin right out yer arse Come lookin' for your pound o' flesh, but I've got nothin' left Cause Christian

Patron Saint O' Thieves The Rumjacks

A Christmas song from behind the wire Auld Nick patron saint o thieves, murderers and sailors Strike these shackles from me uh huh Slide the bolt from out the door and tear down all the wire My babys growin

Kathleen The Rumjacks

A tribute from the singer to his Mother and Father When he fell to his knee she thought He mustve spied a penny at his feet And the water in his eye was just the rain Over the Glasgow city street She rifles

One Summers Day The Rumjacks

They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole A prick of a man we liked to call 'Cock a doodled Andy' Drank a pint o' 'truth be told', called the bride a filthy moll There the party lost control

An Irish Pub Song The Rumjacks

There's a county map to go on the wall A hurling stick and a shinty ball The bric, the brac, the craic and all Lets call it an Irish pub Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap The Guinness pie and that cabbage

Roll Away Alone The Rumjacks

Come pull up a stump with an angry young man I'll talk a lot o' pish until I can barely stand And I'll roll away alone, all alone Oh I'll roll away, live to fight another day Oh I'll roll away and I'll

Spit In The Street The Rumjacks

Crackles in the blisterin' heat Where all the women they dress like high priced hookers And the men all spit in the street Oh I set out this mornin' in steel capped shoes I paid a hard earned dollar for

Murder Shanty The Rumjacks

Relax, geez its only a tale of the passing of the seasons and the cycle of life if Nick Cave had written it youd be jerking off by now Here lie the bones o' my wayward love Have mercy on 'em God above

The Reaper And Tam McCorty The Rumjacks

Tam he woke tae find a shadow by the bed Blamed it on the vapors still beleaguerin' his head Scrubbed his chops and dragged an oily bug rake through his hair And wiped the mirror tae find the bogey mimickin

Green Ginger Wine The Rumjacks

Oh kiss me Maggie and take me home For I sure dinnae feel like dyin' alone Gawn geez a shot, chuck a doggie a bone Or a penny for me rattlin' can As sure as Christ it's a bitter pill But if you won't have

Zielona Gora The Rumjacks

A beautiful Polish town in Lubusz province, where Bacchus the Roman god of wine peers from every nook and crevice Hot as hell Zielona Gora crackling smile You thief o hearts where were you all the while

Blows & Unkind Words The Rumjacks

Devil his work is complete We'll sing 'share the love' but we can't share the streets It's the kick in the arse it's the kiss on the cheek It's the blows and unkind words My conscience rings like a siller

The Leaky Tub The Rumjacks

Oh this Amsterdam O' bawdy southern climes All awash in amber neon and sin 'll see yer guts for galluses, sixes for yer nine's The cruelest place that I have ever been Oh there's women here blow hot and

The Pot & Kettle The Rumjacks

An urban parable built around the famous saying 'pot calling the kettle black' One smoky day in a darkened scullery Doon by the river in a factory town Where bad things happen and the walls are drippn'

Sober & Godless The Rumjacks

I'd sing for you a song if i could carry a tune Or even put two words together for a start But I'm all at odds y'see, half the bloke I used to be A tin man without his famous heart I once sported language

Les Darcy The Rumjacks

A man quizzes his local priest with a view to securing his eternal soul Tell me Father whats the craic Is Jesus really coming back And if he does d'ye think he'll live here in the 'burbs Cos id like to

Pinchgut The Rumjacks

If I buy you a drink will you leave me alone I'm a bug eyed young stranger 'round here I'll tell ye nowt ye don't already know And my brogues too thick for your ear See I landed this mornin' unwashed and

Plenty The Rumjacks

Well I'm livin' with the mistakes I've made 'plenty more where I'm from' I'm robbin' peter so Paul gets paid 'plenty more where I'm from' I've strayed so far from the open road I've been places my shadow

No Pockets In A Shroud The Rumjacks

I'd bet you heads or tails if I could find a coin to toss Tho they say the coin that can't be found's the coin that cant be lost If you'd spare a coin old stranger for a pint o liquid gold I'll regale

Them Fallen The Rumjacks

A big heart fallen on tough times, it could easily be any one of us I know you exist, for years i have said so Though my arms couldnt hold you, my heart couldnt let go Are you somewhere out there tonight

What the World is Waiting for Stone Roses

Here comes the wise man And there goes the fool Can you see the burned out world that he is living in I don't need to look for the rules Here comes the donkey Chained to a ten ton plough

What the World is Waiting for Stone Roses

Here comes the wise man And there goes the fool Can you see the burned out world that he is living in I don't need to look for the rules Here comes the donkey Chained to a ten ton plough He'll

The Jolly Executioner The Rumjacks

It said his blade weighed half a tonne O' Spanish steel, Christ how it shone With a whistle and thump yer dash were done And the axe cared not for who you were He kept a cell below the tower Where he signed

Me Old Ball & Chain The Rumjacks

Right Hand me down that bottle of tequila from the shelf I'll have a beer to follow and all, here take one for yerself I've been off the piss for ten long years and I've a bloody thirst And I won't be

WKND (Flash New Breeks) The Rumjacks

A raging tribute to the two most sacred days in any working week Sixteen straight shifts, bust a gut for bugger all 'Til the gaffer hits the bell and spits me outta hell Firin' curses at me bouncin' out

Fact'ry Jack The Rumjacks

Pearls of wisdom from a sparkly eyed old barfly Old Jack Drury worked at the brewery Luggin' them bottles and cans 'Til the steam age came crushed six mens jobs And Jackies two good hands So they killed

'Eight Beers' Mcgee The Rumjacks

A true story and a tribute to the life of one young man, speak his name With achin' heart and steady hand Im puttin pen to paper father dear I trust these words'll find you And pray that you can read '

Barred For Life The Rumjacks

Nobby was a shit for brains Tho everybody loved him to his boots for all his pains Dirty racist pig was no friend o' mine I'm glad I won't be drinkin' there again Barred for Life I'm just a regular boy

What The World Is Waiting For The Stone Roses

Here comes the wise man And there goes the fool You see that burnt out world that he is living in I don't need to look for the rules Here comes the donkey Chained to a ten ton plough He'll never make

Holding Roses Twin Peaks

Oh save me From such a sad, sad song Oh I needed Oh I'm melting in the sun My toes are dripping through the sewer I can feel my heart beating, as the tears roll down my tongue And as the nights are getting

Fistful of steel rage against the machine

the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) Wit' a fistful of steel

Fistful of steel rage against the machine

the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) Wit' a fistful of steel

Fistful of Steel rage against the machine

And mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question

Fistful Of Dollars Smokie

son You'll be a big shot I'll make you so hot You'll rise so fast your feet won't ever touch the ground Be the main man, centre attraction Number one I see it's done The greatest thing around

The Terrible Sea The Rumjacks

The wind howls mournful and low o'er the hole in his heart Left a note for his Mother to say he'd be joinin' his Da' He said The Devils all pissed 'cause I danced with his daughter I were born to be hung

Fistful Of Tears Maxwell

Feel just like a weight has lifted it How can I repay you help me understand Currency a fistful of tears I can afford Fight of your life is not the cost Time will reveal All along you’re the one who

Fistful of tears maxwell

Feel just like a weight has lifted it How can I repay you help me understand Currency a fistful of tears I can afford Fight of your life is not the cost Time will reveal All along you\'re the one

Bar The Door Casey The Rumjacks

Bar the door Casey, don't let me in My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again Bar the door Casey, mind the way well And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell We've fought scores of sailors for

Fistful of Sand Five Iron Frenzy

Fistful of Sand Up from the sands of the mighty Sahara comes, Our hero bold, who so it's told, is a lot like you and me.

My Time Again The Rumjacks

My Daddy he were just a boy when he walked outta school His Mammy said there'd soon be one more hungry mouth to fill He said 'the learnin' and the schoolin' wurnae bad for them that could Tho' I can read

McAlpines Fusiliers The Rumjacks

As down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slung behind them 'Twas in the pub that they drank the sub and up in the spike you'll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints

Fistful Of Love Antony And The Johnsons, Anohni

I was lying in my bed last night staring At a ceiling full of stars When it suddenly hit me I just have to let you know how I feel We live together in a photograph of time I look into your eyes And the

Oh Sergeant Where's Mine? The Rumjacks

I'm lyin' in bed, I'm in room twenty six Thinkin' on things that I've done Like drinkin' wi' squaddies and bullin' my boots I'm countin' the medals I've won These hospital wards are such drab lookin' joints

Big Man Down The Rumjacks

They in their black battalion go Fit to weep, dressed to kill, to the chapel on the hill Through the wind and the blistering snow Unafraid, undisguised, to put pennies in his eyes The twist of a grin,

Fistful of Love Antony And The Johnsons

I was lying in my bed last night Staring at a ceiling full of stars When it suddenly hit me I just have to let you know how I feel We live together in a photograph of time I look into your eyes