Them Fallen - The Rumjacks

I know you exist, for years I have said so

Though my arms couldn’t hold you, my heart couldn’t let go

Are you somewhere out there tonight still singin' to me?

I’ve been tempted to skip to the edge of the story

Uncover whatever this lifes keepin' for me

But I know in my heart that I’d yearn all the years in between

Oh are you somewhere out there tonight still singin to me?

And if fortune favours the brave & nothin much favours a slave

But the bones o' them fallen make poor company

Until you’ve pissed all yer Fridays away

Three blasts on her whistle to tell me she’s leavin me

Onto her next port of call

Now her portarait will hang like the rest down 'The Fortune of War'

And she knows I can’t sleep with no roof there above me

No matter how bitterly cold

Me old patch by the steps to the harbour’ll do me no harm

No never so long as I’ve courage & strength in me arm

And if fortune favours the brave & nothin much favours a slave

But the bones o' them fallen make poor company

Until you’ve pissed all yer Fridays away

And if fortune favours the brave & nothin much favours a slave

But the bones o' them fallen make poor company

Until you’ve pissed all yer Fridays away

I still see their faces, the names though escape me

Some whisper greetin’s & some o' them hate me

They’ve murdered this city I love & silenced her call

And it’s them who would say it was better to love

They don’t sound like they’ve lost much at all

Oh, and you pray for my soul?

I’ve no Gods & no masters above me & no further to fall

And if fortune favours the brave & nothin much favours a slave

But the bones o' them fallen make poor company

Until you’ve pissed all yer Fridays away