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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 Kathleen Richard Clapton Clapton-Delandro Down on the waterfront, In the haze of the neon lights, Kathleen's staring into the mirror, Like she's looking back into her life, There isn't one thing she wouldn't give, Just to get Kathleen Tindersticks .: it's plain to see) the sun don't shine today But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway Maybe I'll go insane, got to stop the pain Maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen Swallow comes, tells me her dreams Kathleen A Girl Called Eddy If I don't laugh I'll cry At all the years going by Why is it so hard To say your name tonight This little room we called home These things I thought that we owned And our small piece of the sky Where Kathleen Townes Van Zandt Kathleen by Townes Van Zandt It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today but I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway maybe I'll go insane I got to stop the pain Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen Catfish & The Bottlemen You’re sympatico And of all the lifts home and all the mixed feelings You’re cuts above And you don’t own worries or a chest full of heartache And Yes I know That I’ll never work out exactly how Kathleen Photo Ops Kathleen Kathleen Kathleen Our time on this earth is so brief A house a cat, a dog and me I can't offer you anymore money But we'll vacation in our dreams I'll warm you While you sleep Kathleen Kathleen Kathleen Barbra Zao Mother I have a gift for you It's the only thing I can offer All you know is entropy Still you shine as the sunrise But inside I can hear your spirit die Your spirit dies from the inside Your spirit Kathleen (Catholicism Made Easier) Randy Newman There is a countryard here in Chicago Down by the river where no one goes We could be married there in the countryard By this old Spanish priest that no one knows And he'll say "Nel blu, dipinto Dipinto 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 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 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, Change The Sheets Kathleen Edwards My love took a ride on a red-eye plane Going home And we're never gonna feel the same Change this feeling under my feet Change the sheets and then change me My love Is a stockpile of broken wills For The Record Kathleen Edwards My blood is thick but it still runs Every time I was taught to bite my tongue It's been years and the letters they still come Still come So hang, hang me up on your cross For the record, I only wanted 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 A Soft Place To Land Kathleen Edwards Calling it quits You think this is easy I swear I hurt You call in the jury Call it a catch Without any strings attached Well I'm looking for a soft place to land The forest floor The palms of your A Fistful O' Roses The Rumjacks o This old town has gone to bits, all the folk are off their tits Screamin', Hoo rah Hurry the fuck t'blazes A right parade o' fools come to stomp all o'er yer jewels Like a fistful o' half dead roses 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 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 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 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' 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 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 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 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 Going To Hell Kathleen Edwards From the mountain pass to the prairie grass? Anywhere you'll go I'll follow? And if we don't speak after you leave? I'll look to the sky for smoke signals? 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 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