Woorden: Pogues (The). Waiting For Herb. My Baby's Gone.

You got to weep
You got to wail

You got to drag yourself on hands and knees bleeding
Another mile along the trail
You got to laugh in the face of the devil
When he's haning on to your shirt tail
You got to hold down the lind of the coffin
And hammer in the last nail

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My baby's gone so far away
She's never coming back to me

You to live
You got to learn
How to find your way to the end of the night
When there's nowhere left to turn
How to keep the last embers of the fire alight
When there's nothing left to burn
How to say goodbye to the ashes that fly
From the cheap metal urn

[Chorus]

She said go to sleep
You got to save
Your anger and rage for the living
'Cuase they're no damn good in the grave
And don't waste your time in forgiving
The ones who just don't know how to behave
There's heaven and hell in the world that you live in
But I'm in a different place

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