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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 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 The Pot & Kettle The Rumjacks duel Lids a rattlin' belchin steam Life aint nothin but a fevered dream 'Youre a lowly villain' 'Youre a terrible liar' 'But were both here cookin on the same old fire' Guts a bubblin belchin steam Life 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 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 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 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 Blows & Unkind Words The Rumjacks ' all the world Keep callin' out to me 'cos its growin' hard to see Through all the blows and unkind words Oh get back to yer corners ye filthy wee savages No terror hast though for the brave Wi' yer four 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 '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 ' 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 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 Big Man Down The Rumjacks , I'll no be missed I've given ye all the day off work and leave to hit the piss So tart me up in finery and put me to the flame Don't plant me in the ground tho' for fear I'll grow again I know each and Home The Rumjacks Take me please I beg you, across the emerald sea I'm nearly dead from waiting for your hand to reach for me The day is near upon us, turning a bluish grey The air is getting warmer and it's time we hauled 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 Dead To Me The Rumjacks 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 Tae sound his own salute And stick you with the 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 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 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 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