We ran outta beer, rum kept us alive
Killed all the english, did not fear to fight
Now we have to come, hurry, hurry home
To fill up the portion, that will make us strong
Killed all the english, did not fear to fight
Now we have to come, hurry, hurry home
To fill up the portion, that will make us strong
Sail with the wind, not far away
Our dear Irish land for that we pray
We dont have a rest even at night
Serve us the beer or we will fight
Home! Hurry home! Hurry home!
Hurry home! Home! Home! Home!
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Tales From The Docks
Rats On Board
Mais ouvidas de Paddy and the rats
ver todas as músicas- The Captain's Dead
- Pilgrim On The Road
- Poor Ol' Jimmy Biscuit
- I Always See You
- Ghost From The Barrow
- Scums Of The Seven Seas
- Song Of a Leprechaun
- Droppings Down The Floor
- Ugly Drunken Woman
- Never Walk Alone
- That's My Nature
- The Three Little Thieves
- Bastards Back Home
- Pack Of Rats
- Paddy's Ballad
- Immigrant's Sons
- Working All The Week
- Place For Hell
- The Pubmarine
- Brotherhood