Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Les Darcy, artist - The Rumjacks. Album song Sleepin' Rough, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 04.08.2016
Record label: Australian Broadcasting
Song language: English
Les Darcy |
Tell me Father whats the craic |
Is Jesus really coming back |
And if he does d’ye think he’ll live here in the 'burbs? |
Cos id like to help out round the place |
A few odd jobs for holy grace |
And i’ll even let you preach your strange old words |
For ive been a Godless fool |
They thrashed it outta me at school |
And i swore id never take a knee again |
But if you can guarantee me theres |
A heaven up & a hell down there |
My wickd sinful ways i’ll seek to mend |
If all them stars above ar saints in some acord |
And Les Darcy is among em, then i’ll make peace with the Lord |
I were spat on, I were beat |
I were tossed into the street |
Where I lay cackling in the filthy bloody rain |
I went from bar to bar |
Callin dogs jus what they were |
Until the next one tried to slap me round the brains |
A bottle of cheap whisky was the key |
Unlocking beasts inside o' me |
That oughtn’t see the the light of day |
I’d shower on all fours |
Go punch holes in all the doors |
And drag my heart around like it were dying prey |
Ive heard him called so many things |
'Hey-Sue Christy' 'King of Kings' |
Is it Mister Father, Son or Holy Ghost? |
He could turn the water into wine |
And we can have a laugh about the time |
He popped up on that old dears slice o' toast |
Ive been around & seen some things |
Slept with witches, fought for Kings |
And ive sung a song o' joy in many lands |
But if my dog can’t get to Heaven |
While some mongrels go on livin' |
I’m not sure he’s got the whole world in his hands |