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Oh See the host of fleet foot men who sped with faces
wan.
From farmstedt and from fishers cot along the banks of
Bann.
They come with vengence in their eyes, too late, too late
are they,
For young Roddy McCorly goes to die on the bridge of T
oome today.
Verse 2:
When the last stepped up the stret, his shining pike in
hand.
Behind him marched in grim array a stalwart earnest band.
For Antrim town, for Antrim town, he led them to the
fray,
And young Roddy McCorly goes to die on the bridge of
Toome today.
Verse 3:
Up the narrows streets he steps, smiling proud and young.
About the hemp rope on his neck, the golden ringlets
clung.
There was never a tear in his blue eyes, both sad and
bright are they,
For young Roddy McCorly goes to die on the bridge of

Dear dirty London in the pouring rain
I wish to God I was back in the sea again
Though that belongs to the world of never will be
There was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea
I could fuck all the whores in damnation me boys
Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise
Then I'd drink till I stank and then drink plenty more
And I won't go down to the sea any more
But if I had ten pounds then I'd raise a loud cheer
And I'd toast all me neighbours both distant and dear
And I'd shoot back great belly-crippling buckets of beer
And a pox and a curse on the people round here
Wouldn't give you the price of a half pint of beer
Wouldn't give you the price of a cup of good cheer
A pox and a curse on the people round here
A man's ambition must indeed be small
To write his name upon a shit house wall
But before I die I'll add my regal scrawl
To show the world I'm left with sweet fuck all
And when all of us bold shit house poets do die
A monument grand they will raise to the sky
A monument made just to mark our great wit
A monument of solid shit now me boys
I met with Bill James we fought over crusts
I called him a whore and he booted his crutch
We shared out the jack and we thought it a treat
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet

Repair the hull, replace the sails.
The monkey wrestles with the ghost
And a thousand pleasures form a thin veneer
Over lack of hope.
The captain was rightly murdered by the crew
But now they don't know what to do -
Drifting on the murky Sargasso of the everyday.
Work and slave and skimp and save
And you can buy yourself a bigger cave
And a thousand little cruelties we agree to pretend to
ignore.
The ghost has got the monkey by the tail
And all they both can do is wail.
And you and I go drifting by the abandoned vessels of he

Seven days we leave the shore
so I will learn to help you more
every day it multiplies
the tears fall down and down and down
from our eyes
somewhere off the coastline
we lost sight of
Ran aground in
see and a ship
broke my heart
drinkin with my friends from back east
playing games when we should be asleep