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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rumjacks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Francis McLaughlin
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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' bothered at all for me-o
This old town has gone to bits, all the folk are off their tits
Screamin', hoo-rah, hurry the fuck to blazes
A right parade o' fools come to stomp o'er all your jewels
Like a fistful o' half-dead roses
[Verse 2]
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave
Every last tale there is to tell
[Verse 3]
Oh, this boozer is a wreck, all up and down the deck
Like a tired old sinner off her game
With her blood red lips, and her youth about her hips
Still the regulars all love her just the same
Where the mud-spat boots cut their way among the suits
And the Sallys come to rattle the can for Jesus
Till they chain up all the doors and toss out all the whores
With a fistful o' half-dead roses
[Verse 4]
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave
Every last tale there is to tell
[Verse 5]
Woo!
Woo!
[Verse 6]
May all the Autumn leaves turn to twenties at your feet
And the high and mighty come to know your thunder
We could set the world ablaze, but these are early days
And there's still a hell of a road for us to wander
And there's one here among us'll outlive the rest
Take a tipple to his foibles and his praises
Till they strike him off the roll and chuck him down a hole
With a fistful o' half-dead roses
[Verse 7]
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave
Every last tale there is to tell
[Verse 8]
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave
Every last tale there is to tell
[Verse 9]
Woo!
Woo
Woo!
Woo!
Written by: Francis McLaughlin