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There's a county map to go on the wall,
A hurling stick & a shinty ball,
The bric, the brac, the craic & all,
Lets call it an Irish pub,
Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap,
The Guinness pie & that cabbage crap,
The ideal wannabee Paddy trap,
We'll call it an Irish pub,

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 the suds frae a keg,
O’er the draw of a card, or a rare glimpse of leg,
We’ve graced Kuta’s beaches with our pallid white skin,
Now Casey old mate, my barge has come in.

She had crosses for eyes not diamonds,
And they called her the Queen of the damned,
Wi' a dodgy tattoo on her shoulder,
All she wants is her boy in the band.

Oh I came in at 2 with a 10, I woke up at 10 with a 2,
What state was I in? youre as ugly as sin, I can't believe that I went home with you.

Oh kiss me Maggie & 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 me, yer sister will,
I’ll cart me arse doon Surry Hills & call her out this evenin’,
Go on, go well, ye’re no catch o’ mine,

She bore half a ton o' sons & 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 lumps o' brass,

Home rule! (Keep 'em at home) rule,
Put pressure where it bleeds,
We're rippin’ out the roses with the weeds.

It said his blade weighed half a tonne,
O’ Spanish steel, Christ how it shone,
With a whistle & thump yer dash were done,
And the axe cared not for who you were,
He kept a cell below the tower,
Where he signed the cross every half an hour,
With a calf skin drum & a rattle tat taa,
The Jolly Executioner.

My Daddy he were just a boy when he walked outta school,
His Mammy said there’d soon be one more hungry mouth to fill,
He said ‘the learnin’ and the schoolin’ wurnae bad for them that could,
Tho’ I can read & write my bloody name & sign it where I should’,
And he said..
‘If I had my time again, I know I’d be a learned man,
An artisan in high demand, a Doctor or a Teacher,
As sure as guns are made of iron, I were born a working man,

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 you with the greatest story never told.

Youll catch us in the 5am parade o’ the living dead,
Long before the sun has taken up it’s post above yer head,

Lyrics to Roll Away Alone :
Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can,
Come pull up a stump with an angry young man,
I'll talk a lot o' pish until I can barely stand,
And I'll roll away alone, all alone.
[Chorus]
Oh I'll roll away, live to fight another day,
Oh I'll roll away & I'll roll away alone,

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,
Crackles in the blisterin' heat,
Where all the women they dress like high priced hookers,
And the men all spit in the street.

The wind howls mournful & 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, so I don’t fear the water,

Early one November me Uncle Tommy joined the army,
Kitted him out for danger & 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 like me”,
A half a bottle o' whisky, tattoo of a pretty lady,
Half a dozen Havana's & his Aunties rosary,
A-thunderin' oe'r the border, guns a-blazin', hells a-raisin',
“Here I am ya bastards, ye'll no be havin' me!”

Oh the Summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Goes around the blooming heather
Will ye go lassie go...
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather