The Pothole Song-Richie Kavanagh

歌手 : Richie Kavanagh
专辑 : Aon Focal Eile
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:56

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TXT The Pothole Song-Richie Kavanagh 文本歌词

Heres a little song about the holiest country in all the world “Holy Ireland”
Is'aint that right Johnny
“Thats Right Thats The Truth” you start an I'll join in
Right Johnny here we go
Now they call us holy Ireland great big potholes everywhere
If your going out a driving make sure and bring the spare
Ah me little back suspension goes bobbing up and down
Even though I pay me road tax the treat me like a clown
There's big ones there's little ones there's some a duck could swim
And if you hit a bad one you'll soon be on the rim
You can go and get your puncher fixed there's no-one from to claim
You can ask your county counselor but he won't take the blame
So they call us holy Ireland great big potholes everywhere
If your going out a driving make sure and bring the spare
Ah me little back suspension goes bobbing up and down
Even though I pay me road tax the treat me like a clown
Now Johnny its your turn
Thats Right Thats The Truth”
They send out a great big lorry with three fellows in the back
A little barrel a tar and a few chipping in a sack
There hunting for the potholes but they don't get very far
After filling twenty holes they get run out of tar
So they call us holy Ireland great big potholes everywhere
If your going out a driving make sure and bring the spare
Ah me little back suspension goes bobbing up and down
Even though I pay me road tax the treat me like a clown
So the head back for the depot but their told to go away
The ganger man says one barrel supposed to last all day
Now I don't blame the council men their back is to the wall
I blame them fancy fellows sitting down there in the Dail
So they call us holy Ireland great big potholes everywhere
If your going out a driving make sure and bring the spare
Ah me little back suspension goes bobbing up and down
Even though I pay me road tax the treat me like a clown
Now when there's an election they'll come knocking at your door
Says you I remember you you were here before
You said yad fill the potholes you treat me like a goat
If you fill up the potholes then I’ll give you me vote
Now they call us holy Ireland great big potholes everywhere
If your going out a driving make sure and bring the spare
Ah me little back suspension goes bobbing up and down
Even though I pay me road tax the treat me like a clown
Even though you pay your road tax the treat you like a clown
Thats The Truth