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Boys From the County Hell

The Pogues

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Fearnley
James Fearnley
Accordion
Jem Finer
Jem Finer
Banjo
Cait O'Riordan
Cait O'Riordan
Bass Guitar
Andrew Ranken
Andrew Ranken
Drums
Spider Stacy
Spider Stacy
Tin Whistle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane MacGowan
Shane MacGowan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Craig Thomson
Craig Thomson
Engineer
Nick Robbins
Nick Robbins
Engineer
Stan Brennan
Stan Brennan
Producer
Bilbo
Bilbo
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

On the first day of March it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there I wish that all this rain would stop falling down on me And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning At the time I was working for a landlord And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore And he was a miserable bollocks and a bitch's bastard's whore And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning I recall that we took care of him one Sunday We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls And maybe that was dreaming, and maybe that was real But all I know is I left the place without a penny or fuck all And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning But now I've the most charming of verandahs I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks, the pimps, the whores Five green bottles sitting on the floor I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ that I had 15 more And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning The boys and me are drunk and looking for you We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't give a damn Me daddy was a blue shirt and my mother a madam My brother earned his medals at Mai Lei in Vietnam And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning On the first day of March it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen Stay on the other side of the road 'cause you can never tell We've a thirst like a gang of devils, we're the boys from the county hell And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Lysaght Mac-gowan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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