| «Out on the road, it’s dark and it’s cold,»
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| Said my mother as she passed by
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| «You'll never stick it long enough
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| You’re a fool to even try
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| You’ve gone off with a band of men, all addicts, skites, and bums
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| So you think you will enjoy your life in the tenancy and the slums.»
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| Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
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| Out on the road is where your Uncle died
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| Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
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| I have no time for you on the road
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| «Playing music ain’t no way to live
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| It’s hungry, cold, and slack
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| And if you walk out that door my Son
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| Well, you won’t be coming back.»
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| But it’s down the pub, all my friends are there
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| And there’s no place that I’d rather be
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| So, you think this life will engulf me?
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| Well I’ll tell you we’ll just wait and see
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| So I kissed my tearful Father at the door and I left him there
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| With five bottles of Bushmill’s and two on my chair
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| We set out for the county Clare
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| And it’s Ceili’s jigs and booze in Killrush
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| Dooneed can be quite a thrill
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| And I won’t come back 'till I’ve made my name
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| Until I have had my fill |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Out On The Road , by - The Tossers. Song from the album The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death, in the genre Альтернатива