Woorden:
Tosser The Communication And Conviction Last Seven Years

name and deed His family dispossessed and slaughtered They put a price upon his head His name is know in song and story His deeds are legends still And

the roving eye Let the wind and the snow and the hail blow high and a fog come tumbling through the sky She's as sweet as apple pie She'll get her own lad by and

doesn't bother me No, it doesn't bother me Ah, no more it doesn't bother me I know my mama hates me And no more it bothers me And that's a rule And that

garden and take the share if you will marry marry marry marry if you will marry me Well I don?t want your rocking chair sit in the garden and take the share and

name and deed His family dispossessed and slaughtered They put a price upon his head His name is know in song and story His deeds are legends still And

doesn't bother me No, it doesn't bother me Ah, no more it doesn't bother me I know my mama hates me And no more it bothers me And that's a rule And that

at his head [Chorus] Well, his friends assembled at the wake, and missus Finnegan called for lunch well, first she brought out tea and cake, then pipes and tobacco and

the roving eye Let the wind and the snow and the hail blow high and a fog come tumbling through the sky She's as sweet as apple pie She'll get her own lad by and

by night and by day And he longs for the shore and a charming young whore Who'll make all his troubles away All the noise and the rout All the whiskey and