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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 Me & My Old Lady The Offspring She ain't no ball and chain She ain't no ball and chain She ain't no ball and chain Me and my old lady Lay in bed all day And when I say I love her well she rolls the other way But really she don't mean 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 Trying To Love Two Women Various Artists Trying to love two women is like a ball and chain Trying to love two women is like a ball and chain Sometimes the pleasure ain't worth the strain It's a long old grind, and it tires your mind Trying to 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 Ball & Chain Rich You got me locked up with a ball and chain Another few days I think I'll go insane Bite my tongue a little too much Makes me sick to my stomach How could I be so dumb to think that you’d change? 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 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 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 Ball & Chain Anthony Hamilton Sittin here thinkin, Damn, im getting a little older Tryin to find some peice of mind, Take the weight of the world off my shoulder (mmm) Got me drivin down the highway (Got me drivin down the highway 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 Them Fallen The Rumjacks 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 still singin to me 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 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 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 Ball & Chain Van Morrison Ball & Chain I've been on this roller coaster just too many times And always it seems like The blind keep on leading the blind Tried to get them on the 'phone Tried to find my way back home Tned 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, One Summers Day The Rumjacks and rioted 'til Sunday Toward the quay they went, spewed all o'er the pavement Torched the halls o' Parliament and smashed up all the stores The crusty invalids, the men, the women, the rusty lids All 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 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 Lucky Ball and Chain They Might Be Giants I lost my lucky ball and chain And now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She threw away her baby-doll I held on to my pride But I was younng and foolish then 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