Song Lyrics
I ve talked your damned ears off, i ll dig you a hole
Tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here, and i ve walked all o sydney wi a heart of pure lead
Tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here, my heart beats a lonesome steady tattoo, i ll tell ye nowt ye don t already know
as i pocket me pride line up for a cheque
We built the damned ships that brought you all here, d ye know i m a full qualified engineer The, d ye know i m a full qualified engineer
what am i gonnae do
All we re good for is digging a hole, big enough to swallow the moon, see i landed this mornin unwashed and unfed
spare me the floorboards
And a half a warm bottle of beer, its time you were home
If you buy me a drink, tho my room lay as quiet as the old guns o pinchgut, wouldn t give me a bed
Its time you were home, what am i gonnae do
Its time you were home, i m a bug-eyed young stranger round here, i ll tell ye nowt ye don t already know
and a half a warm bottle of beer
What am i gonnae do, and my brogues too thick for your ear
Tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here, what am i gonnae do
Tho my room lay as quiet as the old guns o pinchgut, and i ve walked all o sydney wi a heart of pure lead
Oh your frosty old evening commands me respect, if i buy you a drink will you leave me alone, and i ve walked all o sydney wi a heart of pure lead
i ll tell ye nowt ye don t already know
spare me the floorboards
I m a bug-eyed young stranger round here, for a smile that i met on the boat frae southampton
As i pocket me pride line up for a cheque, yer man thought i were greek, i ll tell ye nowt ye don t already know
Tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here, for a smile that i met on the boat frae southampton
For a smile that i met on the boat frae southampton, what am i gonnae do, i ll leave you alone
wouldn t give me a bed
tho my room lay as quiet as the old guns o pinchgut
i ll leave you alone
Its time you were home, if i buy you a drink will you leave me alone The, d ye know i m a full qualified engineer
I ll leave you alone, oh your frosty old evening commands me respect
for a smile that i met on the boat frae southampton
we built the damned ships that brought you all here
And i ve walked all o sydney wi a heart of pure lead, i ll tell ye nowt ye don t already know
all we re good for is digging a hole
And i ve walked all o sydney wi a heart of pure lead, see i landed this mornin unwashed and unfed The, tho my room lay as quiet as the old guns o pinchgut
oh your frosty old evening commands me respect
yer man thought i were greek
Tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here, what am i gonnae do Rumjacks, spare me the floorboards
If you buy me a drink, see i landed this mornin unwashed and unfed
and my brogues too thick for your ear
Big enough to swallow the moon, tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here Pinchgut, i m a bug-eyed young stranger round here
Oh your frosty old evening commands me respect, if i buy you a drink will you leave me alone
I ll dig you a hole, its time you were home
and your sun locks its jaws on the back of me neck
Oh your frosty old evening commands me respect, wouldn t give me a bed
spare me the floorboards
Wouldn t give me a bed, what am i gonnae do
As i pocket me pride line up for a cheque, wouldn t give me a bed, i ll leave you alone
Its time you were home, tho the paper i ve got s no good to me here
We built the damned ships that brought you all here, spare me the floorboards
I ll leave you alone, i ll leave you alone
