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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 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 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 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 McAlpines Fusiliers The Rumjacks and quarts of beer And now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers I stripped to the skin with Darkie Flynn way down upon the Isle of Grain Wi' that horsed Face O'Toole, sure we knew the rule Sober & Godless The Rumjacks that could strip the walls o' paint And draw colour to the cheeks o' toughened crooks I'd argue with the scholars 'til their words caught in their collars And they scurried home to burn their precious The Reaper And Tam McCorty The Rumjacks ' his stare He boilt the jug tae quench his mug and baked a lump o' toast Hid behind the racin' pages from the hoary ghost Awfy ghostie if yer here tae make me dead Spare me life and bother me wife or 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 Blows & Unkind Words The Rumjacks Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me Come cease all yer rabble and row All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me And there's feck all so funny no never, no how Ye'd as well Them Fallen The Rumjacks me Ive been tempted to skip to the edge of the story Uncover whatever this lifes keepin for me But i know in my heart that I'd yearn all the years in between Oh are you somewhere out there tonight still 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 Spit In The Street The Rumjacks Oh I lie awake, I'm fit to break And my head won't leave me alone I've to make my way through one more day Strippin' knuckle to the glistenin' bone Oh it's a shit fight hell right down to the Boulevarde 'Eight Beers' Mcgee The Rumjacks the tune again Ive trouble with the sleepin' My shadows weight impossible to bear I hear my Sister weepin' And callin to me from that other where The names o' them I loved Are carved into my skin The Zielona Gora The Rumjacks Laughter like a spray o rain To cool my wheels and slow the train Showed me up forall my cruel denial Dont let me wander, come twist me round your finger Stick me in our pocket far away from any danger Uncle Tommy The Rumjacks Early one November me Uncle Tommy joined the army Kitted him out for danger and ferried him o'er the sea He threw me o'er his shoulder, sang to me a dirty ditty Telling me when I were older you'll be just 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 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, 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 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 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 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 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 Mclaughlins Rant The Rumjacks Brothers and Brides o' Christ've flogged me half to death Suck on this ye Succubus, your star'll never rise Ye've the smell o' death about your breath and bullet holes for eyes I wish that I were sober 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 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 Barred For Life The Rumjacks lookin' for a rockin' girl they're not too many That takes pride and joy in workin' hard to live a life less ordinary I dont wanna die in this town, I'll smash it up for tearin' me down I'll leave you The Jolly Executioner The Rumjacks the cross every half an hour With a calf skin drum and a rattle tat taa The Jolly Executioner He had a son, a drunken sailor Coulda been a Tinker, Tyke, or tailor Sailed away to far Australia To be the Pinchgut The Rumjacks unfed Yer man thought I were Greek, wouldn't give me a bed And I've walked all o' Sydney wi' a heart of pure lead And a half a warm bottle of beer Tho my room lay as quiet as the old guns o' Pinchgut 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 The Leaky Tub The Rumjacks icy cold And they'll fight like rotten gull's to pick yer cage On the arms o' villains who'll see yer kidneys sold They'll spare condition, sex nor age And I'll curse the day a thousand shades o' blue