Them Fallen - The Rumjacks
Written by：Francis McLaughlin/Gabriel Whitbourne
I know you exist for years I have said so
Though my arms couldn't hold you my heart couldn't let go
Are you somewhere out there tonight still singing to me
I've been tempted to skip to the edge of the story
Uncover whatever this life is keeping for me
But I know in my heart that I'd yearn all the years in between
Oh are you somewhere out there tonight still singing to me
If fortune favours the brave nothing much favours a slave
But the bones them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all year Fridays away
Three blasts on hr whistle to tell me she's leaving me
Onto her next port of call
Now her portrait will hang like the rest down the fortune of war
And she knows I can't sleep with no roof there above me
No matter how bitterly cold
Me old patch by the steps to the harbour'll do me no harm
No never so long as I've courage strength in me arm
If fortune favours the brave nothing much favours a slave
But the bones them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all year Fridays away
If fortune favours the brave nothing much favours a slave
But the bones them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all year Fridays away
I still see their faces the names though escape me
Some whisper greetin's someone them hate me
They've murdered this city I love silenced her call
And its them who would say it was better to love
They don't sound like They've lost much at all
Oh and you pray for my soul
I've no gods no masters above me no further to fall
If fortune favours the brave nothing much favours a slave
But the bones them fallen make poor company
Until you've pissed all year Fridays away
Until you've pissed all year Fridays away
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