Kathleen The Rumjacks

A tribute from the singer to his Mother and Father When he fell to his knee she thought He mustve spied a penny at his feet And the water in his eye was just the rain Over the Glasgow city street She rifles

Kathleen Richard Clapton

Clapton-Delandro Down on the waterfront, In the haze of the neon lights, Kathleen's staring into the mirror, Like she's looking back into her life, There isn't one thing she wouldn't give, Just to get

Kathleen Tindersticks

.: it's plain to see) the sun don't shine today But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway Maybe I'll go insane, got to stop the pain Maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen Swallow comes, tells me her dreams

Kathleen A Girl Called Eddy

If I don't laugh I'll cry At all the years going by Why is it so hard To say your name tonight This little room we called home These things I thought that we owned And our small piece of the sky Where

Kathleen Townes Van Zandt

Kathleen by Townes Van Zandt It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today but I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway maybe I'll go insane I got to stop the pain Or maybe I'll go down to see

Kathleen Catfish & The Bottlemen

You’re sympatico And of all the lifts home and all the mixed feelings You’re cuts above And you don’t own worries or a chest full of heartache And Yes I know That I’ll never work out exactly how

Kathleen Photo Ops

Kathleen Kathleen Kathleen Our time on this earth is so brief A house a cat, a dog and me I can't offer you anymore money But we'll vacation in our dreams I'll warm you While you sleep Kathleen Kathleen

Kathleen Barbra Zao

Mother I have a gift for you It's the only thing I can offer All you know is entropy Still you shine as the sunrise But inside I can hear your spirit die Your spirit dies from the inside Your spirit

Kathleen (Catholicism Made Easier) Randy Newman

There is a countryard here in Chicago Down by the river where no one goes We could be married there in the countryard By this old Spanish priest that no one knows And he'll say "Nel blu, dipinto Dipinto

Change The Sheets Kathleen Edwards

My love took a ride on a red-eye plane Going home And we're never gonna feel the same Change this feeling under my feet Change the sheets and then change me My love Is a stockpile of broken wills

For The Record Kathleen Edwards

My blood is thick but it still runs Every time I was taught to bite my tongue It's been years and the letters they still come Still come So hang, hang me up on your cross For the record, I only wanted

A Soft Place To Land Kathleen Edwards

Calling it quits You think this is easy I swear I hurt You call in the jury Call it a catch Without any strings attached Well I'm looking for a soft place to land The forest floor The palms of your

Going To Hell Kathleen Edwards

From the mountain pass to the prairie grass? Anywhere you'll go I'll follow? And if we don't speak after you leave? I'll look to the sky for smoke signals?

Pink Champagne Kathleen Edwards

Top it up a white carnation I borrow my mother's clutch Thinking the grass could be greener at last Now that I'm all grown up But expectation and idle'll be the death of me In a dress to kill and

Chameleon/Comedian Kathleen Edwards

I know your heart It is a sacred thing And you're a comedian You hide behind your funny face Every time, every time Out of the shadows Out of the cameras and the lights You're a chameleon And you

Sidecar Kathleen Edwards

Wake up, wake up, wake up, I want to take you To all the places I thought we could I was feeling so lost for so long I was feeling so lost for so long I didn't know what to do Sit up, sit up, sit up, I

Empty Threat Kathleen Edwards

The hardest days of the summer They brought us here together You know it\'s true But this colder it\'s gettign warmer Maybe come Septemebr I will feel brand new I\'m moving to America Moving to

House Full Of Empty Rooms Kathleen Edwards

123 You don't talk to me Not the way that you used to Maybe I don't deserve In a way that makes you think I do I've been wondering About what we're gonna do A house full of empty rooms You don't

I Smell Trouble The Rumjacks

I smell trouble, its stinkin' up the streets I'm tapin' up the windows and I'm burnin' all the sheets Trouble, come walkin' through the door Like I trod in somethin' horrible and dragged o'er the floor

One Summers Day The Rumjacks

They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole A prick of a man we liked to call 'Cock a doodled Andy' Drank a pint o' 'truth be told', called the bride a filthy moll There the party lost control

An Irish Pub Song The Rumjacks

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

Big Man Down The Rumjacks

They in their black battalion go Fit to weep, dressed to kill, to the chapel on the hill Through the wind and the blistering snow Unafraid, undisguised, to put pennies in his eyes The twist of a grin,

Spit In The Street The Rumjacks

Crackles in the blisterin' heat Where all the women they dress like high priced hookers And the men all spit in the street Oh I set out this mornin' in steel capped shoes I paid a hard earned dollar for

400 Miles Away The Rumjacks

I'll ride again o'er the border, if it takes me all my days Where the sun rises through the pollution and sets her walls ablaze Gimme somethin to help with the shakin' or to kill the roarin' pain It's

A Fistful O' Roses The Rumjacks

o This old town has gone to bits, all the folk are off their tits Screamin', Hoo rah Hurry the fuck t'blazes A right parade o' fools come to stomp all o'er yer jewels Like a fistful o' half dead roses

The Black Matilda The Rumjacks

By the windy shores o Canada bay I broke my fast for Lucia's day A beguiling figure she blew my way and rattled me rovin' heart The snipers crack, the metronome of pricy heels on polished stone That I

The Terrible Sea The Rumjacks

The wind howls mournful and 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

The Jolly Executioner The Rumjacks

It said his blade weighed half a tonne O' Spanish steel, Christ how it shone With a whistle and 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 Leaky Tub The Rumjacks

icy cold And they'll fight like rotten gull's to pick yer cage On the arms o' villains who'll see yer kidneys sold They'll spare condition, sex nor age And I'll curse the day a thousand shades o' blue

The Pot & Kettle The Rumjacks

An urban parable built around the famous saying 'pot calling the kettle black' One smoky day in a darkened scullery Doon by the river in a factory town Where bad things happen and the walls are drippn'

McAlpines Fusiliers The Rumjacks

As down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slung behind them 'Twas in the pub that they drank the sub and up in the spike you'll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints

Blows & Unkind Words The Rumjacks

Devil his work is complete We'll sing 'share the love' but we can't share the streets It's the kick in the arse it's the kiss on the cheek It's the blows and unkind words My conscience rings like a siller

Murder Shanty The Rumjacks

Relax, geez its only a tale of the passing of the seasons and the cycle of life if Nick Cave had written it youd be jerking off by now Here lie the bones o' my wayward love Have mercy on 'em God above

Patron Saint O' Thieves The Rumjacks

A Christmas song from behind the wire Auld Nick patron saint o thieves, murderers and sailors Strike these shackles from me uh huh Slide the bolt from out the door and tear down all the wire My babys growin

Lovers Kathleen Battle

There was a field in my old town 내 고향에는 들판이 있었지 Where we always played hand in hand 우린 거기서 항상 손을 잡고 놀았지 The wind was gently touching the grass 바람은 부드럽게 풀밭을 건드리고 We were so young so fearless

Fact'ry Jack The Rumjacks

Pearls of wisdom from a sparkly eyed old barfly Old Jack Drury worked at the brewery Luggin' them bottles and cans 'Til the steam age came crushed six mens jobs And Jackies two good hands So they killed

Uncle Tommy The Rumjacks

Early one November me Uncle Tommy joined the army Kitted him out for danger and 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

Bar The Door Casey The Rumjacks

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

Home The Rumjacks

Take me please I beg you, across the emerald sea I'm nearly dead from waiting for your hand to reach for me The day is near upon us, turning a bluish grey The air is getting warmer and it's time we hauled

WKND (Flash New Breeks) The Rumjacks

A raging tribute to the two most sacred days in any working week Sixteen straight shifts, bust a gut for bugger all 'Til the gaffer hits the bell and spits me outta hell Firin' curses at me bouncin' out

Mint Kathleen Edwards

The taste of it you were a field of it Oh I couldn't say no to the taste of it God knows I want to haaa God knows it need to haaa God doesn't know you like I do You're the taste of it under a midnight

The Reaper And Tam McCorty The Rumjacks

Tam he woke tae find a shadow by the bed Blamed it on the vapors still beleaguerin' his head Scrubbed his chops and dragged an oily bug rake through his hair And wiped the mirror tae find the bogey mimickin

'Eight Beers' Mcgee The Rumjacks

em through your tears They say a man thats born to sing Can scare away his woes And banish all his anger and his pain But the screamin' jn my head Killed the singin' in my soul And i fear i'll never recall

Les Darcy The Rumjacks

A man quizzes his local priest with a view to securing his eternal soul Tell me Father whats the craic Is Jesus really coming back And if he does d'ye think he'll live here in the 'burbs Cos id like to

Me Old Ball & Chain The Rumjacks

Right Hand me down that bottle of tequila from the shelf I'll have a beer to follow and all, here take one for yerself I've been off the piss for ten long years and I've a bloody thirst And I won't be

Mclaughlins Rant The Rumjacks

Well I've come here for the gargle, not tae cop a blast Ye great thick headit ape, I'll stick yer chin right out yer arse Come lookin' for your pound o' flesh, but I've got nothin' left Cause Christian

Zielona Gora The Rumjacks

A beautiful Polish town in Lubusz province, where Bacchus the Roman god of wine peers from every nook and crevice Hot as hell Zielona Gora crackling smile You thief o hearts where were you all the while

Green Ginger Wine The Rumjacks

will I'll cart me arse doon Surry Hills and call her out this evenin' Go on, go well, ye're no catch o' mine Yer clothes in rags, ye reek o' fags and old green ginger wine My sisters aye a leezie into the

No Pockets In A Shroud The Rumjacks

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

Sober & Godless The Rumjacks

I'd sing for you a song if i could carry a tune Or even put two words together for a start But I'm all at odds y'see, half the bloke I used to be A tin man without his famous heart I once sported language