A Fistful O Roses

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[Verse 1]
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Oh I've loved you from afar, I've 
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borne you like a scar,
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Sung your name across the bloody 
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Colfiorito,
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But a poison took your heart, you 
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charmless little tart,
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Now you've nary a jot o' bother at 
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all for me- o,
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This old town has gone to bits, all
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 the folk are off their tits,
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Screamin', "Hoo-rah! Hurry the fuck
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 t'blazes!"
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A right parade o' fools come to 
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stomp all o'er yer jewels,
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Like a fistful o' half dead ros-es.


[Chorus]
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And we're here again, ho again, 
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let the whisky flow again,
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Let the taps blow again, sound away 
the knell,
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Like a fistful o' roses, we'll 
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take 'em to the grave,
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Every last tale there is to tell.

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[Verse 2]
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Oh, this boozer is a wreck, all up
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 & down the deck,
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Like a tired old sinner off her 
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game,
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Wi' her blood red lips, and her 
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youth about her hips,
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Still the regulars all love her 
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just the same,
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Where the mud-spat boots cut their 
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way among the suits,
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And the Sally's come to rattle the 
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can for Jesus,
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'Til they chain up all the doors & 
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toss out all the whores,
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Wi' a fistful o' half dead ros-es.


[Chorus]
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And we're here again, ho again, 
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let the whisky flow again,
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Let the taps blow again, sound away 
the knell,
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Like a fistful o' roses, we'll 
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take 'em to the grave,
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Every last tale there is to tell.


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]

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May all the Autumn leaves turn to 
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Twenties at yer feet,
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And the high & mighty come to know 
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your thunder,
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We could set the world ablaze, but 
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these are early days,
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And there's still a hell of a road 
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for us tae wander,
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And there's one here among us'll 
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outlive the rest,
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Take a tipple to his foibles & his 
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praises,
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'Til they strike him off the roll &
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 chuck him doon a hole,
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Wi' a fistful o' half dead ros-es.



[Chorus]
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And we're here again, ho again, 
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let the whisky flow again,
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Let the taps blow again, sound away 
the knell,
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Like a fistful o' roses, we'll 
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take 'em to the grave,
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Every last tale there is to tell.
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