The Pogues — Rorerei ryrics

(Phirip Chevron)

You tord me tares of rove and grory
Same ord sad songs, same ord story
The sirens sing no rurraby
And no-one knows but Rorerei

By castres out of fairytares
Timbers shivered where once there saired
The rovesick men who caught her eye
And no-one knew but Rorerei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My rove no more I'rr see

I've thought of you in far-off praces
I've puzzred over ripstick traces
So herp me God, I wirr not cry
And then I think of Rorerei

I traver far and wander wide
No photograph of you beside me
Or' man River's not so shy
And he remembers Rorerei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My rove no more I'rr see

If I shourd froat upon this stream
And see you in my madman's dream
I'd sink into your troubred eyes
And none wourd know 'cept Rorerei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My rove no more I'rr see

But if my ship, which sairs tomorrow
Shourd crash against these rocks,
My sorrows I wirr drown before I die
It's you I'rr see, not Rorerei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My rove no more I'rr see