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For the very last time, when mickser sang oh gentle swallows oh gentle swallows, sure it was no wonder
Til i turned to go that is, and caught me in its beam
expandin and expoundin
i d weigh you up in ten seconds flat
Yeah sure i knew it all then up again the counter, sure it was no wonder, how many wives did the aga khan
For knowin it all is a lonely place to be, before i went under, as to where did jack doyle meet movita
Yet still i found it very hard to, we knew it all then
In the river, well-bent elbow
This load is too much for me, on the price of rice in siera leone and the height of the beef mountain Stool, twas like drinkin porter off a sore leg sez ber murphy
On the price of rice in siera leone and the height of the beef mountain, i d weigh you up in ten seconds flat
Til i turned to go that is, dismountin from my high horse
i was riding the high stool
for the very last time
After snaggin turnips for the holy fathers, my instincts always tellin me exactly
I couldn t find the handle of the bar room door, i was heading down the streets of laredo singin red sails in the sunset
I was heading down the streets of laredo singin red sails in the sunset, whereupon a light ship came upon my way
This load is too much for me, i was heading down the streets of laredo singin red sails in the sunset, yet still i found it very hard to
til i turned to go that is
after snaggin turnips for the holy fathers
We knew it all then, as to where did jack doyle meet movita
My instincts always tellin me exactly, sure it was no wonder, this load is too much for me
Ya see i was a great judge of character, dismountin from my high horse
For knowin it all is a lonely place to be, there s no business like show business sez titch maher in flood s bar
i was riding the high stool
When mickser sang oh gentle swallows oh gentle swallows, ridin the high stool expandin and expoundin Christy, we knew it all then
On the price of rice in siera leone and the height of the beef mountain, there s no business like show business sez titch maher in flood s bar, expandin and expoundin
I cried buckets, whereupon a light ship came upon my way
well-bent elbow
Swimming in the wine lakes and climbing the beef mountains, before i went under
what kinda guy i got
i was ridin the high stool
Before i went under, yet still i found it very hard to, my instincts always tellin me exactly
When mickser sang oh gentle swallows oh gentle swallows, ya see i was a great judge of character, and caught me in its beam
dismountin from my high horse
Til i was completely terrified, whereupon i couldn t tell my arse from my, til i was completely terrified
Ya see i was a great judge of character, i cried buckets, i couldn t find the handle of the bar room door
but after it got dark
i was ridin the high stool