[Verse 1]
Johnny came marching home that night
With the battle all but won
Then he pushed his girl against the wall
And he loved her like his gun
But them cotton fields he trampled [?] to the floor
When opening doors and foreign lands cos living won the war
And the lagging spawned a 100 mils and [?] was sent to God
And feckin whisky oil machines were forged as work was hard
Brick by brick and street by street blood of careless hand
And sensible with amber came laughing to this land
[Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh every rhythm tells its tale
Oh oh oh oh every city sails a dream
Oh oh oh oh make feckin whisky last a life
It purges sinners greed
[Verse 2]
There lies a secret you must punch above your weight
When the big ship sails in the alley o this bad [?]
Before this summer cast it spell the fallen [?] has gone
The thousand bombers left omagh in the spring of 41
And the lagging spawned a 100 mils of [?] was sent to God
And fecking whisky oil machines were forged as work was hard
Brick by brick and street by street blood of careless hand
With straps of glowing amber come laughing to this land
[Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh every rhythm tells its tale
Oh oh oh oh every city sails a dream
Oh oh oh oh make feckin whisky last a life
It purges sinners greed
[Verse 3]
[?] round our way
To the smokey gathered in disguise bit like a [?]
Well those that look like johnny still found that civil war
‘cos [?] someone to promise fecking more
Yet spirits fill this brim [?] but a showels still a spade
And hope still waits for patience in the new old [?]
And the lagging spawned a 100mils [?] in north west [?]
Feckin whisky oil machines were forged as work was hard
Brick by brick and street by street blood of careless hand
And sensible with straps of glowing amber come laughing to this land
[Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh every rhythm tells its tale
Oh oh oh oh every city sails a dream
Oh oh oh oh make feckin whisky last a life
It purges sinners greed
Oh oh oh oh every rhythm tells its tale
Oh oh oh oh every city sails a dream
Oh oh oh oh make feckin whisky last a life
It purges sinners greed
[Outro]
That feckin whisky...
That feckin whisky, that feckin whisky
And it purges sinners greed