The Likes of You Again

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Flogging Molly is a seven-piece Celtic punk band from Los Angeles, California, signed to their own record label, Borstal Beat Records. more »

Year:

2001

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Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o
As I lay him down to sleep
It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he's watchin' over me

Wednesday night is mornin' now
As I'm walkin' in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Drivin' me insane

Half the clouds are empty so the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection of a face about to die
Just around the corner, I was goin' round the bend
I ran into a staggerin' fool who said he knew my name

He poured himself a whiskey and his face began to glow
Two men without and answer like a dog without a bone

Bringin' in the new year as the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin' when they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again

Jimbo came from slummin town a cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself the sun shun on his face
Met a girl called Minnie Pearl swore she'd always be his girl
Happy ever after, 'till the tide ran out again

Pour me all your sorrows and I'll drink till you are dry
I'll love you in the mornin', Christ, I'll love ya till you die
I'll never leave so never grieve, I'll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well and never rambled home

Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag
Back and forth through painted brick the colors all seemed bland
I've traveled all these years, he said to only get this far
So he crossed the street found a seat, his home is now a bar
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again

There must be more to life, than this poxie life
All the aggro, all the pain
So he disappeared into this final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again

Woke up in an awful state dreamt I was at Peter's Gate
Beggin' for his mercy and the crimes that were at hand
He told me he was much amused to see this life I had abused
Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go

So I'm bringin' in the New Year as the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin' when the dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again

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