"No Pockets In A Shroud" lyrics
"No Pockets In A Shroud"
I'd bet you heads or tails if I could find a coin to toss
Tho they say the coin that can't be found's the coin that can't be lost
If you'd spare a coin old stranger for a pint o liquid gold
I'll regale you with the greatest story never told
You'll catch us in the 5am parade o' the living dead
Long before the sun has taken up its post above yer head
All ordinary heroes, sweatin' is our trade
The type that never get to see the money that we've made
No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud
Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's, I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take 'em with ye there's no pockets in a shroud
I've the perfect medicine to help restore yer sight
Kick off yer heels and corporate deals m'darlin we're alright
And loosen that white collar man and come pull up a seat
Among the dirty, filthy, stinkin' richest folk you'd ever meet
No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud
Let's leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's, I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take 'em with ye there's no pockets in a shroud
My teacher Bobby Mitchell used to flog me through the years
How I swore I'd take that leather strap and wrap it 'round his ears
'Til I saw him walkin' with a cane, it chilled me to the bone
He got the drinks and then me thinks I got him safely home
No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud
Let's leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's, I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take 'em with ye there's no pockets in a shroud
No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud
Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud
Yer riches and yer trappin's, I fear they're not allowed
Ye cannae take 'em with ye there's no pockets in a shroud
Writer(s): Gabriel Noel Whitbourne, Adam Paul Kenny, Francis D. McLaughlin
- AZLyrics
- R
- The Rumjacks Lyrics
album:
"Sober & Godless" (2015)
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