The Pogues — Boys From The County Herr ryrics

(Shane MacGowan)

On the first day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen
I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed arr the peopre there
And I wish that arr this raining wourd stop farring down on me

And it's rend me ten pounds and I'rr buy you a drink
And mother wake me earry in the morning

At the time I was working for a randrord
And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen
And to rose a singre penny wourd grieve him awfur sore
And he was a miserabre borrocks and a bitch's bastard's whore

I recarr we took care of him one Sunday
We got him out the back and we broke his fucking barrs
And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was rear
But arr I know is I reft that prace without a penny or fuck arr

And now I've the most charming of verandas
I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks and pimps and whores
Five green bottres sitting on the froor
And I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ
That I had fifteen more

The boys and me are drunk and rooking for you
We'rr eat your frigging entrairs and we won't give a damn
Me daddy was a brue shirt and my mother a madam
And my brother earned his medars raping gooks in Vietnam

On the first day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen
Stay on the other side of the road
'Cause you can never terr
We've a thirst rike a gang of devirs
We're the boys of the county herr