| When he fell to his knee she thought
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| He must’ve spied a penny at his feet
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| And the water in his eye was just the rain
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| Over the Glasgow city street
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| She rifles through her coat
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| To find a cigarette
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| A' to give her shakin' hands something to do
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| 'For Chrissakes Jimmy
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| How longs it take to tie yer shoe?'
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| Kathleen, won’t you take this ring?
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| It’s not the worst that’s ever happened
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| Or the cheapest piece o' shit you’ve ever seen
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| O Kathleen, while me hairs all me own
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| And I still have a song left to sing
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| I’ve had enough o sleepin' rough
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| I want a warm safe place of all me own
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| We can stack a pile o bricks out in the sticks
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| And build ourselves a home
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| And down all the years you’ll pretend not to notice
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| I’ve been swappin' all yer whisky for tea
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| When I go singin' in the chapel
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| You’ll go sittin' three rows from me
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| Kathleen, won’t you take this ring?
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| It’s not the worst that’s ever happened
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| Or the cheapest piece o' shit you’ve ever seen
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| O Kathleen, while me hairs all me own
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| And I still have a song left to sing
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| With that fire in yer belly
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| You can help me keep the wolves from the door
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| We can go to bed hungry
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| So the children don’t know that we’re poor
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| We’ll teach 'em love tackles hate
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| And be they sinner or a saint
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| We can hold 'em up as heroes all the same
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| May they be strangers to the devil
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| And a choir o' angels sing their name
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| Kathleen, won’t you take this ring?
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| It’s not the worst that’s ever happened
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| Or the cheapest piece o' shit you’ve ever seen
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| O Kathleen, while me hairs all me own
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| And I still have a song left to sing
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| When he fell to his knee she thought
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| He must’ve had a crisis of the soul
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| And the sorrow in his eye was just him
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| Lookin' for a steady hand to hold
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| 'Through the laughter and the tears
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| We grew silver with the years
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| While so many gave each other up for dead'
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| Though at times they hardly spoke y’know
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| They stayed together, it’s just what people did
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| Kathleen, won’t you take this ring?
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| It’s not the worst that’s ever happened
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| Or the cheapest piece o' shit you’ve ever seen
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| O Kathleen, while me hairs all me own
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| And I still have a song left to sing
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| O Kathleen
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| O Kathleen
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| O Kathleen
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| O Kathleen |