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Boys From The County Hell
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Pogues
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On the first day of march it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there And I wish that all this raining would stop falling down on me
And its lend me ten pounds, Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
At the time I was working for a landlord And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore And he was a miserable bollocks and a bitchs bastards whore
And its lend me ten pounds, Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
I recall we took care of him one sunday We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real But all I know is I left that place without a penny or fuck all
And its lend me ten pounds, Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
But now Ive the most charming of verandahs I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks, the pimps, the whores Five green bottles sitting on the floor I wish to christ, I wish to christ That I had fifteen more
And its lend me ten pounds, Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
And its lend me ten pounds, Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
The boys and me are drunk and looking for you Well eat your frigging entrails and we wont give a damn Me daddy was a blue shirt and my mother a madam And my brother earned his medals at mai lei in vietnam
And its lend me ten pounds and Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
On the first day of march it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen Stay on the other side of the road cause you can never tell Weve a thirst like a gang of devils Were the boys of the county hell
And its lend me ten pounds and Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
And its lend me ten pounds and Ill buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
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