Lyrics In My Liverpool Home - The Scaffold

In My Liverpool Home

In my liverpool home, in my liverpool home
We speak with an accent exceedingly rare,
Meet under a statue exceedingly bare,
And if you want a cathedral, we’ve got one to spare
In my liverpool home…
I was born in liverpool, down by the docks
Me religion was catholic, occupation hard-knocks
At stealing from lorries I was adept,
And under old overcoats each night I slept
In my liverpool home, in my liverpool home
We speak with an accent exceedingly rare,
Meet under a statue exceedingly bare,
And if you want a cathedral, we’ve got one to spare
In my liverpool home…
Way back in the forties the world it went mad
Mister hitler threw at us everything that he had
When the smoke and dust had all cleared from the air
«Thank God» said the ald fella, «the pier head’s still there»
In my liverpool home, in my liverpool home
We speak with an accent exceedingly rare,
Meet under a statue exceedingly bare,
And if you want a cathedral, we’ve got one to spare
In my liverpool home…
When I grew up I met bridget mcgann
She said «your not much but I’m needin a man»
«Well a want sixteen kids and an 'ouse out in speke»
Well the spirit was willing but the flesh it was weak
In my liverpool home, in my liverpool home
We speak with an accent exceedingly rare,
Meet under a statue exceedingly bare,
And if you want a cathedral, we’ve got one to spare
In my liverpool home…
In my liverpool home, in my liverpool home
We speak with an accent exceedingly rare,
Meet under a statue exceedingly bare,
And if you want a cathedral, we’ve got one to spare
In my liverpool home…
In my liverpool home…