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The Rumjacks

The Leaky Tub

 

The Leaky Tub

(album: Sober & Godless - 2015)


Oh this Amsterdam o' bawdy southern climes
All awash in amber neon and sin
Will see yer guts for galluses, sixes for yer nine's
The cruelest place that I have ever been

Oh there's women here blow hot and icy cold
And they'll fight like rotten gull's to pick yer cage
On the arms o' villains who'll see yer kidneys sold
They'll spare condition, sex nor age

And I'll curse the day a thousand shades o' blue
When I swapped my Scottish Lion for a boxing kangaroo
And I'll have one for the Mary, for Rolling Annie too
And one for the leaky tub that brought me here to you

She were cut from the rock by the rare old stock
Sent to hell in the devil's jewelry
In her crown of fire and twisted bloody wire
Trying to drive us all back into the sea

Where you took my hand and helped me understand
What it's like without them shackles just a while
And we blazed our way around Blackwattle Bay
And danced along The Hungry Mile

Still I curse the day a thousand shades o' blue
When I swapped my Scottish Lion for a boxing kangaroo
And I'll have one for the Mary, for Rolling Annie too
And one for the leaky tub that brought me here to you

Iron'll rust and corn'll ripen
All the oceans'll turn to steam
Whate'er'll pass and whatever'll happen
You'll remain my lucid dream

Oh the winds'll roar and cities'll crumble
All that steam'll fall as tears
Oh and aching hearts'll sing along in chorus
Across all the miles and down the years

And I'll curse the day a thousand shades o' blue
When I swapped my Scottish Lion for a boxing kangaroo
And I'll have one for the Mary, for Rolling Annie too
And one for the leaky tub that brought me here to you

And I'll curse the day a thousand shades o' blue
When I swapped my Scottish Lion for a boxing kangaroo
And I'll have one for the Mary, for Rolling Annie too
And one for the leaky tub that brought me here to you
And one for the leaky tub that brought me here to you
And another for the leaky tub that brought me here to you

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