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Boys From The County Hell *

Pogues

 

       Em

On the first day of march

it was raining                                 

It was raining worse than anything

      Am

that I have ever seen

                        

I drank ten pints of beer

       G

and I cursed all the people there

And I wish that all this rain

                           Em

would stop falling down on me

 

         G                

And it's lend me ten pounds

                    D

and I'll buy you a drink

    G            

And mother wake me

D            Em

early in the morning

 

At the time I was working for a landlord

And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen

And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore

And he was a miserable bollocks and a bitch's bastard's whore

 

I recall that we took care of him one Sunday

We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls

And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real

But all I know is I left the place without a penny or fuck all

 

And now I've the most charming of verandahs

I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks and pimps and whores

Five green bottles are sitting on the floor

And I wish to Christ I wish to Christ that I had fifteen more

 

The boys and me are drunk and looking for you

We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't give a damn

Me daddy was a blueshirt and my mother a madam

And my brother earned his medals raping gooks in Vietnam

 

On the first day of march it was raining

It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen

Stay on the other side of the road 'cause you can never tell

We've a thirst like a gang of devils we're the boys from the county hell