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Them Fallen Lyrics - Artist : Rumjacks, The
I know you exist, for years I have said so
My arms couldn't hold you, though my heart couldn't let go Are you somewhere out there tonight still singin' to me? I've been tempted to skip to the edge of the story Uncover whatever this life's keepin' for me But I know in my heart that I'd yearn all the years in between Oh are you somewhere out there tonight still singin' to me? And if fortune favours the brave And nothin' much favours a slave But the bones o' them fallen make poor company Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away Three blasts on her whistle to tell me she's leavin' me Onto her next port of call And now her portarait will hang like the rest down 'The Fortune of War' And she knows I can't sleep with no roof there above me No matter how bitterly cold Me old patch by the steps to the harbour'll do me no harm No never so long as I've courage and strength in me arm And if fortune favours the brave And nothin' much favours a slave But the bones o' them fallen make poor company Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away And if fortune favours the brave And nothin' much favours a slave But the bones o' them fallen make poor company Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away I still see their faces, the names though escape me Some whisper greetin's and some o' them hate me They've murdered this city I love and silenced her call And it's them who would say it was better to love They don't sound like they've lost much at all Oh, and you pray for my soul? I've no Gods and no masters above me and no further to fall And if fortune favours the brave And nothin' much favours a slave But the bones o' them fallen make poor company Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away Until you've pissed all yer Fridays away |
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