Stevie McCabe words

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U VW X Y Z

THE KILLING W.C. FIELDS
You really kill, you really crack me up
Like a game of crap, you really crack me up
Like an ounce of crack you paid 2 dollars for
To the wife of an Oil Millionaire, what's more
W.C., you really make me laff
You really kill me in your way
Like down at the cheese place when you fell in the vat
You've eaten the curd, now get out of my way

KILMARNOCK'S MEN
Kilmarnock had a band of men, the best band in the land
An' they roamed the streets of derry town to keep the law in hand
The legend grew of their brave deeds, they were heroes never spurn'd
But on one dark night the band went out an' all but one return'd
Down from the hills they cane, Kilmarnock's men were bold
With their guns 'n' drums, they were on the run, there's 49 all told
An' their ghosts still roam, the hills they comb, to find Kilmarnock's grave
Of the fifty men who went out that night only 49 were saved.
The moon was full that fateful night
When the band was called to arms
There was whiskey flowin' freely down
At Sean Kilkelly's farm
The shots came from the distance an' the
Thunderin' hooves drew near
There was many a drop of whiskey spill'd an'
Many a colleen's tear
As the bottles flew from wall to wall, the battle cry rang out
Kilmarnock's men were called upon to flush the culprits out
They went on the run with their guns 'n' drums to mete out justice stern
But the moon went black as they met the pack, and
One less man return'd.