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• Artiste: Oisin McCole
• Titre: Boarding House
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Uncle Joe used to throw harpoons from a whaler’s ship He’s got sailor’s stubble and he’s proud of it He makes a lot of noise for someone so small You can hear from the kitchen when he’s out in the hall When he gets to drinking he drinks early to late He’s got a whiskey coloured liver and his farts intoxicate He’s not a broken man he’s just always on the mend If you’ve got a dollar he’ll know all your friends Uncle Dick made his living off of other folk’s lives Keeps a rolled up newspaper for to kill house flies Never heard him whistle but he curses out loud Plays checkers by himself cause two’s a crowd They say he had a woman who took another man I guess that’s her picture on his nightstand He goes to bed early, some nights I pray with him He’s already waiting for the lord’s salvation And nobody knows it but me But I’ve made my plans to leave Gonna do like so many have done before Try to find a life worth living for Uncle Sid lives in bed and he pisses in a pot The doctor wouldn’t tell me what it is he’s got Some days he makes jokes some days he don’t But for all the pain he’s in I’ve never heard him moan He gets letters from Spain every once in a while And even though he reads them he never replies Everybody says he’s on the way out That’s his favourite thing of all to joke about