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The Rumjacks

Last Orders

 

Last Orders

(album: Saints Preserve Us - 2018)


In the event of my demise
Come take a spoon and dig out both my eyes
I'll see no more the work of loves tender ties
In the event of my demise

Come the day I slip me wind (Come the day I slip me wind)
Tie your boots & kick my pumpkin in
So I can't dream of her laying there with him
Come the day I slip me wind

Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold
Y'now I wouldn't dare be king of all the world
And I wouldn't change a thing about her, my Silesian girl

See the day I pop me clogs (See the day I pop me clogs)
Wipe your blades and call off all your dogs
The only good I'll be is food for all the bugs
See the day I pop me clogs

When I go tits-up in a box (When I go tits-up in a box)
Plant me o'er beneath that pile o' rocks
So I can't roam around and rattle all her locks
When I go tits-up in a box

Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold
Y'now I wouldn't dare be king of all the world
And I wouldn't change a thing about her, my Silesian girl

When I've took my final bow (When I've took my final bow)
Don't fash yerself with all the when and how
If you weren't with me in the here and now
When I've took me final bow

When all my days have turned to night (When all my days have turned to night)
Stuff my lugs wi' all that straw and shite
So I can't hear her singing sweetly in the night
Oh that's the sound of blessed light

Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold
Y'now I wouldn't dare be king of all the world
And I wouldn't change a thing about her, my Silesian girl

Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold
Y'now I wouldn't dare be king of all the world
And I wouldn't change a thing about her, my Silesian girl

(Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)
My Silesian girl (Not for all the tea in China, dirty oil and solid gold)

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