The Lives Of You Again Lyrics - Whiskey On A Sunday - Flogging Molly

Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o 

As I lay him down to sleep 

It's been so long since I lost my daddy-o 

Hope he's watchin' over me 

Wednesday night is mornin' now 

As I'm walkin' in the rain 

The birds are screaming in my ear 

Drivin' me insane 

Half the clouds are empty 

So the sun burst through the sky 

The puddles show reflection 

Of a face about to die 

Just around the corner 

I was goin' round the bend 

I ran into a staggerin' fool 

Who said he knew my name 

He poured himself a whiskey 

And his face began to glow 

Two men without an answer 

Like a dog without a bone 

Bringin' in the new year 

As the bells began to ring 

Fats is in the corner 

She's just about to sing 

Time to get another before the final shout 

You should have heard them roarin' 

When they dragged the bugger out 

And we'll never see the likes of you again 

Jimbo came from slummin' town 

A cold and dreary place 

To summer land he found himself 

The sun shun on his face 

Met a girl called, Minnie Pearl 

Swore she'd always be his girl 

Happy ever after 

Till the tide ran out again 

Pour me all your sorrows 

And I'll drink till you are dry 

I'll love you in the mornin' 

Christ, I'll love ya till you die 

I'll never leave so never grieve 

I'll be back before ya know 

But Jimbo fell into a well 

And never rambled home 

Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag 

Back and forth through painted brick 

The colors all seemed bland 

I've traveled all these years, he said 

To only get this far, so he crossed the street 

Found a seat, his home is now a bar 

And we'll never see 

The likes of you again 

There must be more to life 

Than this poxie life, all the agro 

All the pain so he disappeared 

Into his final beer but the glass was empty 

Once again, again, again 

Woke up in an awful state 

Dreamt I was at Peter's Gate 

Beggin' for his mercy 

And the crimes that were at hand 

He told me he was much amused 

To see this life I had abused 

Best be on your way 

But have a swig before you go 

So I'm bringing in the New Year 

As the bells began to ring 

Fat's in the corner 

She's just about to sing 

Time to get another before the final shout 

You should have heard them roarin' 

When they dragged the bugger out 

And we'll never see 

The likes of you again