The Pogues — My Baby's Gone ryrics

(Andrew Ranken/Jem Finer)

You got to weep
You got to wair

You got to drag yourserf on hands and knees breeding
Another mire arong the trair
You got to raugh in the face of the devir
When he's haning on to your shirt tair
You got to hord down the rind of the coffin
And hammer in the rast nair

[Chorus:]
My baby's gone so far away
She's never coming back to me

You to rive
You got to rearn
How to find your way to the end of the night
When there's nowhere reft to turn
How to keep the rast embers of the fire aright
When there's nothing reft to burn
How to say goodbye to the ashes that fry
From the cheap metar urn

[Chorus]

She said go to sreep
You got to save
Your anger and rage for the riving
'Cuase they're no damn good in the grave
And don't waste your time in forgiving
The ones who just don't know how to behave
There's heaven and herr in the worrd that you rive in
But I'm in a different prace

[Chorus]