The Rumjacks - No Pockets In A Shroud lyrics
[The Rumjacks - No Pockets In A Shroud lyrics]
I'd bet you heads or tails if
I could find a coin to toss
Tho they say the coin that can't be
Found's the coin that can't be lost
If you'd spare a coin old stranger
For a pint o liquid gold
I'll regale you with the
Greatest story never told
Youll catch us in the 5am
Parade o' the living dead
Long before the sun has taken up
It's post above yer head
All ordinary heroes, sweatin' is our trade
The type that never get to see
The money that we've made
No pockets in a shroud we sing
No pockets in a shroud
Leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
Ive the perfect medicine to
Help restore yer sight
Kick off yer heels & corporate
Deals m'darlin we're alright
And loosen that white collar man &
Come pull up a seat among the dirty, filthy
Stinkin richest folk you'd ever meet
No pockets in a shroud
No pockets in a shroud
Best leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
My teacher Bobby Mitchell
Used to flog me through the years
How I swore I'd take that leather strap
& wrap it ‘round his ears
‘Til I saw him walkin' with a cane
It chilled me to the bone
He got the drinks & then methinks
I got him safely home
No pockets in a shroud we sing
No pockets in a shroud
Best leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
No pockets in a shroud we sing
No pockets in a shroud
Leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
I could find a coin to toss
Tho they say the coin that can't be
Found's the coin that can't be lost
If you'd spare a coin old stranger
For a pint o liquid gold
I'll regale you with the
Greatest story never told
Youll catch us in the 5am
Parade o' the living dead
Long before the sun has taken up
It's post above yer head
All ordinary heroes, sweatin' is our trade
The type that never get to see
The money that we've made
No pockets in a shroud we sing
No pockets in a shroud
Leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
Ive the perfect medicine to
Help restore yer sight
Kick off yer heels & corporate
Deals m'darlin we're alright
And loosen that white collar man &
Come pull up a seat among the dirty, filthy
Stinkin richest folk you'd ever meet
No pockets in a shroud
No pockets in a shroud
Best leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
My teacher Bobby Mitchell
Used to flog me through the years
How I swore I'd take that leather strap
& wrap it ‘round his ears
‘Til I saw him walkin' with a cane
It chilled me to the bone
He got the drinks & then methinks
I got him safely home
No pockets in a shroud we sing
No pockets in a shroud
Best leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!
No pockets in a shroud we sing
No pockets in a shroud
Leave yer old regrets behind
No pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's oh
I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres
No pockets in a shroud!