Poetry and Lyrics

Loves me some Little Feat

Fat Man in the Bathtub
by Lowell George

Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees
He said "Hey momma, hey let me check your oil all right?"
She said "No, no honey, not tonight
Comeback Monday, comeback Tuesday, then I might."

I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to?
My Juanita
I said Jaunita, my sweet taquita, what are you up to?
My Juanita

Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes
Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die tryin
Throw me a line, throw me a line
'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues
I hear him moan, I hear him moan, I hear him moan

Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run
Runnin' down the street yellin' at the top of his lungs
All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun
All I want in this life and time is some hit and run

I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to?
My Jaunita
I said Jaunita, my sweet taquito, what are you up to?
My Juanita

Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down
But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town
Throw me a dime, throw me a line
'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues
I hear him moan, I hear him moan, I hear him moan
:rose:
 
My all-time favorite Christmas song

Santa Baby
Eartha Kitt

(ba ba ba boom)
(baboom baboom baboom baboom)

Santa Baby,
Just slip a sable under the tree
For me
Been an awful good girl
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a '54 convertible too
Light blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I'll be just as good
If you'll check off my Christmas list

Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really thats not
A lot
Been an angel all year
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa honey, one little thing I really need
The deed
To a platinum mine
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, fill my stocking with a duplex
And cheques
Sign your 'x' on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany
I really do believe in you
Lets see if you believe in me

Santa Baby, forgot to mention one little thing
A ring
I don't mean on the phone
Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry...tonight


:rose:
 
Angel From Montgomery

by John Prine

I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning and thunder were desire
This old house would have burned down a long time ago

Make me an angel that flies from montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go

When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at, just free rambling man
But that was a long time and no matter how I try
The years just flow by like a broken down dam.

Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go

There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em in there buzzing
And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today.
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say.

Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
:rose:
 
1952 Vincent Black Lightning - Richard Thompson

Oh says Red Molly to James "That's a fine motorbike.
A girl could feel special on any such like"
Says James to Red Molly "My hat's off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme"
And he pulled her on behind and down to Boxhill they did ride.

Oh says James to Red Molly "Here's a ring for your right hand
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man.
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen,
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine.
Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you.
And if fate should break my stride
Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride"

"Come down, come down, Red Molly" called Sergeant McRae
"For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery.
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside.
Oh come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside"
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
He said "I'll give you my Vincent to ride"

Says James "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do,
Ah, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"
Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
Said "I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride.
 
Beads Of Sweat
Laura Nyro

Cold jade wind, not an angel in the sky, just cold jade restless wind.
Something's coming along to devastate my soul.
I pricked my fingers on the thorns and this rain is a-raining hard.
This sky's gonna beckon Mariah to match my soul.
Rain in the river, rain in the river, rain on the river banks, down my neck, beads of sweat.

Rain on the highway, running clear across New York.
A windsong through the barren trees, wild lavender heather by the railroad sways,
Listen to the wailing of the rain in the river, rain on the river banks.

Roll, roll, river, rock his soul, she's calling you.
Rainclouds, rainclouds down his neck, down his neck, down his neck,
beads of, beads of, beads of, beads of sweat.

Five boys standing on the banks of the river, waiting for the virgin snow,
searching for a miracle, a pearl in an oyster and we all looked out to God,
although He is the color of the wind.
Listen to the wailing of the rain in the river, rain on the river banks.
 
Triple Goddess Twilight
Laura Nyro

I was a sweet baby in my mother’s arms, we were strolling through the park.
Picnic, peace walk, progress.
Just a baby in her arms, my politics are based on her charms.

Triple Goddess Twilight, slow down. Feel the land, violet everywhere, I’ll meet you there.
Mother, you died young and left me. Your twilight colors, rose, ah, burgundy, coral mist.
What are the shades of loneliness?

Triple Goddess Twilight, late sky violet and pink.
All roads lead to Venus. I’ll meet you there in your dream of progress.

My grandfather painted houses on a ladder in the sky.
He was working class, urbane, streetwise.
Said, “We can change the world, girl, love will inspire.”
Told me this through whiskey and revolutionary fire.

Triple Goddess Twilight, last trace of ruby and flame. First star leads to Venus.

He left a war to talk in peace now. Sad life was for our dream, our dream of progress.
 
New York Tendaberry
Laura Nyro

New York tendaberry, blue berry, a rush on rum of brush and drum.
And the past is a blue note inside me, I ran away in the morning.

New York tendaberry, blue berry, rugs and drapes and drugs and capes.
Sweet kids in hunger slums, firecrackers break
and they cross and they dust and they skate and the night comes,
I ran away in the morning.

Now I'm back, unpacked, sidewalk and pigeon.
You look like a city but you feel like a religion to me.

New York tendabery, true berry, I lost my eyes, I east wind skies.
Here where I've cried, where I've tried, where God and the tendaberry rise,
where quakers and revolutionaries join for life for precious years,
joined for life through silver tears.
 
If you want to know the blues

listen to Big Joe Turner sing this song, preferably accompanied by Jay McShann. :)

Piney Brown Blues

Well I been to Kansas City
And everything is really all right
Yes I’ve been to Kansas City
And everything is really all right
The boys there jump and swing
Well till broad daylight

Yeah I dreamed last night
I was standin on 18th and Vine
Yeah I dreamed last night
I was standin on 18th and Vine
I shook hands with Piney Brown
I just couldn’t keep from cryin

Now come to me baby
I’ll watch the tears roll down your cheeks
Please come to me baby
I wanna watch the tears roll down your cheeks
I wanna hold your hand
Tell you that your time can’t be beat

I feel so lonesome
I feel like I wanna cry
I feel so lonesome
I feel like I wanna cry
Man I got the magic
and I got tears rolling down from my eyes

I like to hear my boys play the blues all night long
It’s about four in the morning,
bout the break of dawn
Man it feels so mellow and nice
That it make you think twice
Cause that’s where the word started

Everything is gonna be alright.
 
'Zat You, Santa Claus?
Louis Armstrong

Gifts I'm preparing for some Christmas sharing,
But I pause because,
Hanging my stocking I can hear a knocking.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?

Sure is dark out, ain't the slightest spark out.
'Pon my slackened jaw!
Who's there? Who is it stopping for a visit?
'Zat you, Santa Claus?

Are you bringing a present for me,
Something pleasantly pleasant for me?
Then it's just what I've been waiting for.
Would you mind slipping it under the door?

Cold winds are howling, or could that be growling?
My legs feel like straws.
My my oh me my, kindly would you reply?
'Zat you, Santa Claus?

Hanging the stocking, I can hear a knocking.
'Zat you, Santa Claus?
I say, who's there, who is it? Are you stopping for a visit?
'Zat you, Santa Claus?

Oh there, Santa, you gave me a scare.
Now stop teasing cause I know you're there.
We don't believe in no goblins today,
But I can't explain why I'm shaking that way.

Bet I can see ole Santa in the keyhole.
I'll get to the cause.
One peek and I'll try there; oh oh, there's an eye there!
'Zat you, Santa Claus?

Please, please, pity my knees!
Say that's you, Santa Claus!
 
Cool Yule
Louis Armstrong

From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright

He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
To give the groanies of the boys and girls
So dig, Santa comes on big

He'll come a callin' when the snows the most
When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppernint stick

He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by the fire place
So you'll, have a yule that's cool

Yeah, from Coney Island to The Sunset Strip
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright

He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
To give the groanies of the boys and girls
So dig, Santa comes on big

He'll come a callin' when the snows the most
When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast
And you gonna flip when the Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppernint stick

He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by the fire place
So you'll, have a yule that's cool

Have a yule that's cool
Yeah, cool yule
 
Merry Christmas Baby
Various Jazz Artists (I just listened to a great version by Lionel Hampton)

Merry Christmas baby
You sure did treat me nice
Said merry Christmas baby
You sure did treat me nice
You gave me a diamond ring for Christmas
Now I'm living in paradise

I'm feeling mighty fine
Got good music on my radio
Well I'm feeling mighty fine
Got good music on my radio
Well I wanna kiss you baby
While we're standing underneath the mistletoe

Santa came down the chimney
About a half past three
Left all these pretty presents
That you see before me

Merry Christmas baby
You sure been good to me
Said Merry Christmas
You sure been good to me
I ain't had a drink this morning
But I'm all lit up like a Christmas tree

Said Merry Christmas baby
You sure look good to me
Ain't had a taste this morning
But I'm all lit up like a Christmas tree, yeah
 
I Love LA.

by Randy Newman

Hate new york city
It’s cold and it’s damp
And all the people dress like monkeys
Let’s leave chicago to the eskimos
That town’s a little too rugged
For you and me, you bad girl

Rollin’ down the imperial highway
With a big nasty redhead at my side
Santa Ana wind blowin’ hot from the north
And we was born to ride

Roll down the window, put down the top
Crank up the beach boys, baby
Don’t let the music stop
We’re gonna ride it till we just can’t ride it no more

From the south bay to the valley
From the west side to the east side
Everybody’s very happy
’cause the sun is shining all the time
Looks like another perfect day

I love l.a. (we love it)
I love l.a. (we love it)

Look at that mountain
Look at that tree
Look at that bum over there, man
He’s down on his knees
Look at these women
There ain’t nothin’ like em nowhere

Century boulevard (we love it)
Victory boulevard (we love it)
Santa Monica boulevard (we love it)
Sixth street (we love it, we love it)

I love l.a.
I love l.a.
(we love it)
:heart:

Have a big, nasty Christmas everyone!
:rose:
 
CHRISTMAS IN MY SOUL
Album "Christmas And The Beads Of Sweat"
Laura Nyro


Come young braves
Come young children
Come to the book of love with me
Respect your brothers and your sisters
Come to the book of love
I know it ain't easy
But we're gonna look for a better day
Come young braves
Come young children.

I love my country as it dies
In war and pain before my eyes
I walk the streets where disrespect has been
The sins of politics, the politics of sin
The heartlessness that darkens my soul
On Christmas.

Red and silver on the leaves
Fallen white snow runs softly through the trees
Madonnas weep for wars of hell
They blow out the candles and haunt Noel
The missing love that rings through the work
On Christmas.

Black panther brothers bound in jail
Chicago seven and the justice scale
Homeless Indian on Manhattan Isle
All God's sons have gone to trial
And all God's love is out of style
On Christmas.

Christmas in my soul
Christmas in my soul
Christmas in my soul.
 
for my sweetheart

I posted it before but I'm listening now and I really like it. :D

Box of Rain
Grateful Dead

Look out of any window
any morning, any evening, any day
Maybe the sun is shining
birds are winging or
rain is falling from a heavy sky -
What do you want me to do,
to do for you to see you through?
this is all a dream we dreamed
one afternoon long ago
Walk out of any doorway
feel your way, feel your way
like the day before
Maybe you'll find direction
around some corner
where it's been waiting to meet you -
What do you want me to do,
to watch for you while you're sleeping?
Well please don't be surprised
when you find me dreaming too

Look into any eyes
you find by you, you can see
clear through to another day
I know it's been seen before
through other eyes on other days
while going home --
What do you want me to do,
to do for you to see you through?
It's all a dream we dreamed
one afternoon long ago

Walk into splintered sunlight
Inch your way through dead dreams
to another land
Maybe you're tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted
with words half spoken
and thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
to do for you to see you through
A box of rain will ease the pain
and love will see you through

Just a box of rain -
wind and water -
Believe it if you need it,
if you don't just pass it on
Sun and shower -
Wind and rain -
in and out the window
like a moth before a flame

It's just a box of rain
I don't know who put it there
Believe it if you need it
or leave it if you dare
But it's just a box of rain
or a ribbon for your hair
Such a long long time to be gone
and a short time to be there
 
High Time

Hunter and the Dead

You told me goodbye
How was I to know
You didn't mean goodbye
You meant please don't let me go
I was having a high time
Living the good life
Well I know

The wheels are muddy
Got a ton of hay
Now listen here baby
'Cause I mean what I say
I'm having a high time
Living the good life
Well I know

I was losing time, I had nothing to do
No-one to fight, I came to you
Wheels broke down, leader won't draw
The line is busted, the last one I saw

Tomorrow comes trouble
Tomorrow comes pain
Now don't think too hard, baby
'Cause you know what I'm saying
I could show you a high time
Living the good life
Don't be that way

Nothing's for certain
It could always go wrong
Come in when it's raining
Go on out when it's gone
We could have us a high time
Living the good life
Well I know
 
Scarlet Begonias

Hunter/Garcia

As I was walkin' round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter
but a nip to the air
From the other direction
she was calling my eye
It could be an illusion
but I might as well try
Might as well try.

She had rings on her fingers and
bells on her shoes,
And I knew without askin' she was
into the blues
Scarlet begonias
tucked into her curls
I knew right away
she was not like other girls--
other girls


In the thick of the evening
when the dealing got rough
She was too pat to open and
too cool to bluff
As I picked up my matches and
was closing the door
I had one of those flashes:
I'd been there before--
been there before.


[Bridge]
I ain't often right
but I've never been wrong
It seldom turns out the way
it does in the song
Once in a while
you get shown the light
in the strangest of places
if you look at it right


Well there ain't nothin' wrong
with the way she moves
Or scarlet begonias or a
touch of the blues
And there's nothing wrong with
the love that's in her eye
I had to learn the hard way
to let her pass by--
let her pass by


The wind in the willows played Tea for Two
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stopped strangers
just to shake their hand
Everybody's playing
in the Heart of Gold Band
Heart of Gold Band
 
Court and Spark

by Joni Mitchell

Love came to my door
With a sleeping roll
And a madman’s soul
He thought for sure I’d seen him
Dancing up a river in the dark
Looking for a woman
To court and spark

He was playing on the sidewalk
For passing change
When something strange happened
Glory train passed through him
So he buried the coins he made
In people’s park
And went looking for a woman
To court and spark

It seemed like he read my mind
He saw me mistrusting him
And still acting kind
He saw how I worried sometimes
I worry sometimes

All the guilty people, he said
They’ve all seen the stain-
On their daily bread
On their christian names
I cleared myself
I sacrificed my blues
And you could complete me
I’d complete you

His eyes were the color of the sand
And the sea
And the more he talked to me
The more he reached me
But I couldn’t let go of l.a.
City of the fallen angels
 
Hearts and Bones
Paul Simon

One and one-half wandering jews
Free to wander wherever they choose
Are travelling together
In the Sangre de Cristo
The Blood of Christ mountains
Of New Mexico
On the last leg of the journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air
Mountain passes slipping into stones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones

Thinking back to the season before
Looking back through the cracks in the door
Two people were married
The act was outrageous
The bride was contagious
She burned like a bride
These events may have had some effect
On the man with the girl by his side
The arc of a love affair
His hands rolling down her hair
Love like lightning shaking till it moans
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones

And whoa whoa whoa
She said why?
Why don’t we drive through the night
And we’ll wake up down in Mexico
Oh I
I don’t know nothin’ about nothin’
About Mexico
And tell me why
Why won’t you love me
For who I am
Where I am
He said:
’cause that’s not the way the world is baby
This is how I love you, baby
This is how I love you, baby

One and one-half wandering jews
Returned to their natural coasts
To resume old acquaintances
Step out occasionally
And speculate who had been damaged the most
Easy time will determine if these consolations
Will be their reward
The arc of a love affair
Waiting to be restored
You take two bodies and you twirl them into one
Their hearts and their bones
And they won’t come undone
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
 
Great Selections here!

There are some great works here that I ran to my library of CDs to see if I had.. thank you so much all for your wonderful postings..

this is one of my all time favorites..du lac

The Answer
Sarah McLaughlin

I will be the answer
At the end of the line
I will be there for you
While you take the time
In the burning of uncertainty
I will be your solid ground
I will hold the balance
If you can't look down

If it takes my whole life
I won't break, I won't bend
It will all be worth it
Worth it in the end
Cause I can only tell you what I know
That I need you in my life
When the stars have all gone out
You'll still be burning so bright

Cast me gently
Into morning
For the night has been unkind
Take me to a
Place so holy
That I can wash this from my mind
The memory of choosing not to fight

If it takes my whole life
I won't break, I won't bend
It will all be worth it
Worth it in the end
'Cause I can only tell you what I know
That I need you in my life
When the stars have all burned out
You'll still be burning so bright

Cast me gently
Into morning
For the night has been unkind
 
Baby Please Don't Go

by Big Joe Williams

(No two versions of this song are the same. Here's how I sing it.)

Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby please don't go


Well your man done gone
Well your man done gone
You know your man down gone to the county farm
He got the shackles on
Baby please don't go

You brought me way down here
You brought me way down here
You brought me way down here, down to Bowling Green
Now I live in fear
Baby please don't go


Let me be your dog
Let me be your dog
Let me be your dog, kiss you way down low
Make me walk the log
Baby please don't go

Turn your lamp down low
Turn your lamp down low
Turn your lamp down low, I'll beg you all night long,
You know I love you so
Baby, please don't go

Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go
Baby please don't go down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby please don't go

:rose:
 
Bring it on Home - Willie Dixon

Baby, baby,
I'm gonna bring it on home to you

I done bought my ticket, I got my load
Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard"
Take my seat and ride way back,
and watch this train move down the track

Baby, baby,
I'm gonna bring it on home to you

I think about the good times I once have had
Soul got happy now, my heart got glad
I think about the way you love me too
You can bet your life, I'm comin home to you

I'm goin home,
I'm gonna bring it on home, now
I'm gonna bring it on home, now
I'm gonna bring it on home, now
Gonna bring it on home,
bring it on home to you
 
City of New Orleans

by Steve Goodman

Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out of Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

Good morning America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car.
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle,
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

Good morning America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
Half-way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The conductor sings his song again,
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.

Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

:rose:
 
North Dakota

by Lyle Lovett

The boys from North Dakota
They drink whisky for their fun
And the cowboys down in Texas
They polish up their guns
And they look across the border
To learn the ways of love

If you love me, say I love you
If you love me, say I do
If you love me, say I love you
If you love me, say I do
And you can say I love you
And you can say I do

So I drank myself some whisky
And I dreamed I was a cowboy
And I rode across the border

If you love me, say I love you
If you love me, take my hand
If you love me, say I love you
If you love me, take my hand
And you can say I love you
And you can have my hand

I remember in the mornings
Waking up
With your arms around my head
You told me you can sleep forever
And I'll still hold you then

Now the weather's getting colder
It's even cold down here
And the words that you have told me
Hang frozen in the air
And sometimes I look right through them
As if they were not there

And the boys from North Dakota
They drink whisky for their fun
And the cowboys down in Texas
They polish up their guns
And they look across the border
To learn the ways of love
:rose:

(this one never fails to make me cry, especially on his Live in Texas album with Rickie Lee Jones singing harmony)
 
Seven Deadly Sins
by Flogging Molly

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undivided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins

So the years rolled by and several died
And left us somewhat reelin'
Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
Left blastin' through the ceiling
So what became of rebels
Who sang for you and me?
Grapplin' with their demons
In the seach for liberty

Suffers who suffer all
Can swim upon the desert
Where avarice have ravaged all
In spite of good intentions
Don't fill your mouth with gluttony
For pride will surely swell
But nothing's unforgiven in the four corners of hell

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undivided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins

Envy and its evil twin
It crept in bed with slander
Idiots they gave advice
But sloth it gave no answer
Anger kills the human soul
With bitter tales of lust
While pavlov's Dogs keep chewin'
On the legs they never trust

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undivided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins

But It's the only life we'll know
Blagards to the bone
So don't wreck yourself
Take an honest grip
For there's more tales beyond the shore

Ah the years rolled by and several died
And left us somewhat reelin'
In and out came crawlin' out
And spewed upon the ceiling
So what became of rebels
That sang for you and me
Grapplin' with their demons
In the seach for liberty

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undivided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undivided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
 
Merrymaker said:
Seven Deadly Sins
by Flogging Molly

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undivided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins


You just like the name " Flogging Molly"
:p

and you'd be hot in an eye patch
Nice to see you back
:rose:
 
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