W hiskey in Pawn

 

Twas a fine summer evening on the 14th of june
I drank from my bottle, sang a fine irish tune
and stumbled home drunk, like a Liverpool skunk
my bottles in waiting had all gone away

I said what the hell, and started to yell
she said nuh’uh, no sir, it’s a quarter past twelve
and I waited for you til the day was all gone
ya Liverpool bastard, your whiskey’s in pawn

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And I finish the day with a fine irish song
I waited for you til the day was all gone
you Liverpool bastard your whiskey’s in pawn

Well I’ve not had a job for a year and nine months
she said maybe if you’d just wake up before lunch
well I’ve cried and I’ve prayed, but the bills are not paid
now your bottles in waiting have all gone away

You’ve done it before, she said do it again
bring home some money, stop drinkin and then
take a bath in the lake, til the stench is all gone
you Liverpool bastard your whiskey’s in pawn

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Well I’ve come to Dublin just chasin a dream
met a fine irish woman, just as cute as could be
but the years have now past, seems fun never last
now my bottles in waiting have all gone away

Well I could get mad, but I should be glad
that someone like her is with someone like me
Oh I’ll get a job, and wake up at dawn
long enough to get my booze out of pawn

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