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 Gangs of New Holland

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

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 Sober & Godless

Oh this Amsterdam O' bawdy southern climes, All awash in amber neon & sin, 'll see yer guts for galluses, sixes for yer nine's, The cruelest place that I have ever been, Oh there's women here blow ho

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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

by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless

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

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

by The Rumjacks on album Sleepin’ Rough

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 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

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 Bo

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

by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland

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

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