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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 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 Casey Christy Moore If it's drink you want and plenty of feeding And you like the bed as well Grab the wife, throw the kids in the Datsun Make for Inch and the Strand hotel If talk of turf drives you crazy And you can't face 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 Casey Jones Johnny Cash Come all you rounders if you wanna hear the story about a brave engineer Casey Jones was the roller's name on a 68 wheeler course he won his fame Caller called Casey bout half past four he kissed his Casey Jupiter Sunrise Casey caught my sleeve when it was hard for me to be alone The hem of my sweater was just a couple of threads and when it Started to unravel you twirled them in your hand Casey, hold my hand again when 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 I Smell Trouble The Rumjacks I smell trouble, its stinkin' up the streets I'm tapin' up the windows and I'm burnin' all the sheets Trouble, come walkin' through the door Like I trod in somethin' horrible and dragged o'er the floor 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 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 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 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 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 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 Casey Jones Mississippi John Hurt Casey Jones was a brave engineer He told his fireman to not to fear Says, "All I want, my water and my coal Look out the window, see me drive wheel roll" Early one mornin' came a shower of rain 'Round Casey Jones Dave Moore “Come, all you rounders, if you want to hear The story told of a brave engineer; Casey Jones was the rounder’s name, A high right-wheeler of mighty fame.” Casey Jones Grateful Dead Casey Jones Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind. Casey Jones The Grateful Dead I can't stay here much longer, Melinda The sun is getting high I can't help you with your troubles If you won't help with mine I gotta get down I gotta get down Gotta get down to the mine You keep me up The Good Life Casey James Cup of coffee and a clearer head Jelly over warm cornbread Feeling ready for whatever the day’s gonna bring Old boots socks are new Neighbors waving sky is blue I may be almost broke but this feeling is Ancient Sorrow Paddy Casey > Got this ancient sorrow With everyone blaming each other for tomorrow Brother against brother When you were crying the wolves were at your door But you're too shy, you hope there can't be much more Let's Don't Call It A Night Casey James Love the way you look in that dress You've got me thinkin' thoughts in my head The way your body's movin' slowly to the music only leaves me wantin' more So baby let's don't call it a night Love the In This House Casey Darnell In this house we will giggle, We will laugh when we get tickled Cause life's too short to waste on bitterness The days will fly and the years will fade, so don't forget to laugh and play and make the most Workin' On It Casey James got it yet But I’m workin’ on i I ain’t her kinda man But I’m workin’ on it My style ain’t in demand But I’m workin’ on it I’m just another guy with a cheap guitar In a cover band in a country bar Crying On A Suitcase Casey James Boy don’t wait, don’t think, don’t lock the door behind you Run and jump into your truck, hit the gas, burn some rubber up Yeah your time’s running out Do it now Take a shortcut, take a back road Fall Apart Casey James I can finally sleep through the night Roll over to your side Smell your perfume And not feel a thing Hear someone say your name Picture your pretty face Not close my eyes And not feel a sting Every I Don't Know Why Casey Shea I don't know why I feel the way that I do I feel so high Like I've got nothing to lose But I do yes I do You're s so pretty girl I think I'm in love Yeah whenever you're around I kind of lose my 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, 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 400 Miles Away The Rumjacks I'll ride again o'er the border, if it takes me all my days Where the sun rises through the pollution and sets her walls ablaze Gimme somethin to help with the shakin' or to kill the roarin' pain It's