the pithead The churchyard packed With mining dead Then beneath the bridge He comes to a giant car A shroud of snow upon the roof A mark ten jaguar
My darling girl My darling girl You're all that matters In this wicked world All that matters All that matters My darling boy My darling boy All of
Around the time of 'clambake' Movie number twenty-five You and the lying dutchman Are still in overdrive You're as strong as when you started Mississippi
I'm going to San Bernardino ring-a-ding-ding Milkshake mix is thus my thing now These guys bought a heap of my stuff And I gotta see a good thing shooting
Don't often open up this floor Since I handed in my gun What all these keys are for Now my tour of duty's done You got to know the switches Now you
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan Donegan's gone Gone, Lonnie Donegan Donegan's gone Play that big grand coulee dam Nobody loves like an irishman Gone,
I got shot off my horse So what? I'm up again And playing In one of these Big saloons on main You can come up here Take a look Around these sinners
into my memory The wheel of heaven turns above us endlessly This is all the heaven we got, right here where we are in our Shangri-La. In our Shangri-La In our Shangri
One thing was leading to the next I bit off more than I could chew I had the power to sign the cheques It wasn't difficult to do I couldn't stay and
Somebody's gotta crack A whip around here Who's minding the store? Shake it up sell some beer What's your Money maker for? Pay day We're packin' 'em
So many mouths To feed on the farm Sonny was the second To the last one born His mamma ran away And his daddy beat him bad And he grew up wild Good
We're taking on water Diesel and stores Laying up awhile Before I'm back on board They're patching her up To go fishing again They're welding her rudder
Brew the coffee in a bucket Double straight man and banjo If you don't got the snake oil Buster, you don't got a show Who puts the doh-re-me In our
If I'm over the moon It's because I'm over you A day at a time And I'm tickety-boo I don't carry on The way I used to Whoop de doo Whoop de doo If
the pit head The churchyard packed with minin' dead Then beneath the bridge He comes to a giant car A shroud of snow upon the roof A mark ten jaguar
My darling girl Oh! My darling girl You're all that matters in this wicked world All that matters, all that matters My darling boy, my darling boy All
I'm going to San Bernardino, ring-a-ding-ding Milkshake mix is thus my thing now These guys bought a heap in my stuff And I gotta see a good thing shooting
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan Donegan's gone Gone, Lonnie Donegan Donegan's gone Play that big Grand Coulee Dam Nobody love like an Irishman Gone, Lonnie
