I feel for you, you little horror. Safe at your mother's breast. No lucky break for you around the corner. 'Cause your father is a bully. And he thinks that you're a pest.
She womanly lay like the lay of the land. The land around Wheely Down. And every curve was a high, high hill. To hang above the town. >From Holland they came to make their maps.
Was there ever a winter so cold and so sad. The river too weary to flood. The storming wind cut through to my skin. But she cut through to my blood. .
I'm Darby the tinker and my brother is Tam. We go where the work is, my boys, and we work where we can. With the mending and fixing, it's together we stay.
The time has come for action. Leave your satisfaction. Can't you hear St. George's tune. When George's tune is calling you on?. . Freedom was your mother.
Well, the angels came to see me today. Said "We've taken your racehorse away". And I believe it was that bookmaker from . . .. I believe that he put one in a pail.
(Chorus). Here she comes and there she goes. Nothing on her fingers, nothing on her toes. Why she comes, nobody knows. Here comes Shaky Nancy. Don't be believing she melts in your hand.
It's a grey, grey morning, the rain it do fall. I'm feeling hungry and low. My bed's so empty, I wish I could call. On the painted ladies I know. When you've got no credit, don't hold no sway.
Everybody came to nobody's wedding. Everybody knew it was bound to be a hoot. What can you do when nothing else is cooking. You make your own amusement, bring a pile of loot.
Mary and Joseph were watching their? bother?. Lovers with a different past, like the one that loves? a rose?. Mary is in stitches, she's tied down on the bed.
I know you're the wayward kind. The way you always drag behind. Show me a horse and I'll feed it hay. Show me the cart and I'll throw it away. Prettiest face I've ever seen.
High up above the crowd. The great Valerio is walking. The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud. And time stands still while he is walking. . His eye is steady on the target.
Dirty people take what's mine, I can leave them all behind. They can never cross that line when I get to the border. Sawbones standing at the door waiting 'til I hit the floor.
I was under the Calvary Cross. The pale-faced lady, she said to me. "I've watched you with my one green eye. And I'll hurt you til you need me". . You scuff your heels and you spit on your shoes.