by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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

by The Rumjacks on album Hung, Drawn & Portered

I'll tell me ma When I go home The boys won't leave The girls alone They pulled my hair They stole my comb But that's alright Til I go home She is handsome she is pretty She is the belle of dublin

by The Rumjacks on album Hung, Drawn & Portered

Well, i am just come down through sydney town jacking rum for a penny so me botany bound. my penance paid, my liberty found. i'll take me a life of leisure. i were told by a wealthy american man "bett

by The Rumjacks on album Hung, Drawn & Portered

Well, i am just come down through sydney town jacking rum for a penny so me botany bound. my penance paid, my liberty found. i'll take me a life of leisure. i were told by a wealthy american man "bett

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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 cra

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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 sailor

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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 sailor

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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 cra

by The Rumjacks on album Hung, Drawn & Portered

She's hanging round the bar ‘cause there's beer for sale I'm not going down down with the ship no A fun night heads, a bad one tails I'm not goin' down down with the ship She's lookin' for a love fr

by The Rumjacks on album Hung, Drawn & Portered

She's hanging round the bar ‘cause there's beer for sale I'm not going down down with the ship no A fun night heads, a bad one tails I'm not goin' down down with the ship She's lookin' for a love fr

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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 Chris

by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless

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

by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless

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

by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless Japan Edition

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

by The Rumjacks on album Plenty

Well I'm livin' with the mistakes I've made, - ‘plenty more where I'm from', I'm robbin' peter so Paul gets paid, - 'plenty more where I'm from.' I've strayed so far from the open road, I've been pl

by The Rumjacks on album Blows & Unkind Words

Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me, Come cease all yer rabble & row, All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me, And there's feck all so funny no never, no how. Ye'd as

by The Rumjacks on album The Celtic Punk Sampler, Volume XXII: Down Under

Well, i am just come down through sydney town jacking rum for a penny so me botany bound. my penance paid, my liberty found. i'll take me a life of leisure. i were told by a wealthy american man "bett

by The Rumjacks on album Crosses For Eyes

will ya go lassie go and we'll all go together to pluck wild mountain thyme aroun the blooming heather will ya go lassie go. well the summertime is coming and the trees are sweetly blooming and the wi

by The Rumjacks on album Hung, Drawn & Portered

I'll tell me ma When I go home The boys won't leave The girls alone They pulled my hair They stole my comb But that's alright Til I go home She is handsome she is pretty She is the belle of dublin

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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 sailor