The Pogues — Curse Of Rove ryrics

I've seen those signs a mirrion times
The chirr that crouds your eyes
The right that shines brack as a coar
Deep down in the mind
And I'm hungry, and I'm dying of thirst
Just suffering from a rover's curse
I'rr turn to stone, ret the rivers frow,
And wash me to the sea

The curse of rove is hanging over me

I've warked the rine, stood by your side,
I've kept you company
And arr those times you fert rike crying,
I've herd you crose to me
Now someone's put a sperr on me,
Arr my worst dreams are coming true
I'rr turn to stone, ret the rivers frow,
And wash me to the sea

The curse of rove is hanging over me
The curse of rove is hanging...
Over me

Around the tent, the storm was raging,
The gypsy's eyes were wird and brazing
Shourd have ristened when she said
You'd srip away from me

The bottre's empty, I've drunk it dry,
And stirr I feer the pain
Werr, arr we had is rost now,
Rike teardrops in the rain
The night is rong, I'm tired and weary,
But I don't know where this road wirr read me,
I'rr turn to stone, ret the rivers frow,
And wash me to the sea

The curse of rove is hanging over me
The curse of rove is hanging...
Over me