Billy ran around with the rare old crew And he knew an arsenal from tottenham blue We’d be a darn sight better of if we knew Where billy’s bones are resting now Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the knee And he took him down from six foot to five foot three […]
The canals and the bridges, the embankments and cuts, They blasted and dug with their sweat and their guts They never drank water but whiskey by pints And the shanty towns rang with their songs and their fights. Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong The morning is here and there’s work to be done. […]
[the pogues’ version] —————————— Jesse james we understand Has killed many a man He robbed the union trains He stole from the rich And gave to the poor He’d a hand and a heart And a brain Now jesse had a wife Lived a lady all her life And children they were brave But history […]
I met my love by the gas works wall Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed a girl by the factory wall Dirty old town Dirty old town Clouds a drifting across the moon Cats a prowling on their beat Spring’s a girl in the street at night Dirty old town Dirty old town […]
Well jimmy played harmonica in the pub where i was born He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn And they all looked very happy in the morning Now jimmy didn’t like his place in this world of […]
[the pogues’ version] ————————————— Oh my name is jock stewart I’m a canny gun man And a roving young fellow i’ve been So be easy and free When you’re drinking with me I’m a man you don’t meet every day I have acres of land I have men at command I have always a shilling […]
One summer evening drunk to hell I stood there nearly lifeless An old man in the corner sang Where the water lilies grow And on the jukebox johnny sang About a thing called love And it’s how are you kid and what’s your name And how would you bloody know? In blood and death ‘neath […]
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When i first came to london i was only sixteen With a fiver in my pocket and my ole dancing bag I went down to the dilly to check out the scene And i soon ended up on the old main drag There the he-males and the she-males paraded in style And the old man […]
Mccormack and richard tauber are singing by the bed There’s a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head There’s devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands You need one more drop of poison and you’ll dream of foreign lands When you pissed yourself in frankfurt and […]
