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The Rumjacks

Green Ginger Wine

 

Green Ginger Wine

(album: Gangs Of New Holland - 2010)


Oh kiss me Maggie and take me home
For I sure dinnae feel like dying alone
Gawn geez a shot, chuck a doggie a bone
Or a penny for me rattling can
As sure as Christ it's a bitter pill
But if you won't have me, yer sister will
I'll cart me arse doon Surry Hills
And call her out this evening

Go on, go well, ye're no catch o' mine
Yer clothes in rags, ye reek o' fags and old green ginger wine
My sisters aye a leezie into the drinking, dogs and cards
My poor departed Father couldn't flog her at the yards

I'm a man o' some renown 'Jack the Lad' about the town
We'll share a plate of oysters, crack the neck o' Billy Brown
Sly grog and salty treats, I'll not grant yer wish
I'm promised to the toll collector boy upon the bridge

Like good whisky in bad wounds
Like honey on a toothache, you'll never be mine
Tho' we can dance, b'Jesus, we'll swing like the razors
Of Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine

Why wait until yer dancing shoes are scuffed and in the bin?
I'll stitch my holey duds, scrape the whiskers from me chin
We'll get ye down yer scarlet gown, I'll steal you something blue
I'd waltz off Millers point before I walk the aisle with you!

Like good whisky in bad wounds
Like honey on a toothache, you'll never be mine
Tho' we can dance, b'Jesus, we'll swing like the razors
Of Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine

Oh I'll sing you 'six ribbons'!
Aye when your 'three sheets'!
Yer drunken, brawling caterwauling echoes through the streets
Y'know I'm not yet very old
Sure it's poison when it's cold
And a dear old southerly belters sure to blow!

Like good whisky in bad wounds
Like honey on a toothache, you'll never be mine
Tho' we can dance, b'Jesus, we'll swing like the razors
Of Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine

Like good whisky in bad wounds
Like honey on a toothache, you'll never be mine
Tho' we can dance, b'Jesus, we'll swing like the razors
Of Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine
We can dance, b'Jesus, we'll swing like the razors
Of Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine
Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine
Of Kate Leigh and Tilly Devine

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