Life Of A Working Man Lyrics & Chords By The O'reillys And The Paddyhats

A night in Dublin, a night in Cork We're on the way to Connemara, we are leaving for New York A day in coaches, a day in trains We go by bus'n'car, we go by boat and...read more

Oh, poor old Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup. And poor old Dicey Riley she will never give it up. It's off each morning to the pub Where she goes in for another little drop ...read more

Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come pull up a stump with an angry young man, I'll talk a lot o' pish until I can barely stand, And I'll roll away alone, all alone. ...read more

Don't close your eyes You see them when you watch TV Their stupid lies against a poor minority So count me out I'll never march among their crowd Don't count on me ...read more

I'm not going through, pointless devotion Behind a smile, slowly bleed inside There are many fights, I wish I didn't fight for All the heathen gods and many more besides ...read more