Row Me Up Some Whiskey-O

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Paul McMahon

Paul Joseph McMahon (born 12 March 1983) is an English cricketer. He is a right-handed batsman and a right-arm offbreak bowler. McMahon has represented Nottinghamshire in first-class cricket since 2002. Between 2002 and 2005, he also studied for a law degree at Oxford University, captaining the University cricket team in his last two years. McMahon was educated at The Trinity School, Nottingham and was the England Under-19s captain in the 2002 series against India. more »

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Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll tell you my trouble and strife  
Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll give you a friend for life

We'll I killed a man with a frying pan  
I laid him low, I laid him cold 
It was cabin fever It was whiskey-o 
The Devil took a-hold of my soul

I've been dragging my heel like a wounded beast
My sins have been pointed out 
I feel like the moon that's a-hiding out 
Behind a sky full of bullet holes

Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll tell you my trouble and strife  
Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll give you a friend for life

Is he in the shade on the spectral wastes 
Drifting through endless day? 
I hear him screaming with the boiling kettle
I feel him nearing with the train

I've got garlic at my window
Crosses on the wall 
I got my bible and my rosary beads
I'm surrounded by life-draining vampires 
In the next room and across the hall

It don't mean nothin' at the end of the day 
Daddy won't be around 
Your friends will be whistling and telling jokes 
As they're lowering you into the ground

Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll tell you my trouble and strife  
Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll give you a friend for life

Oh, when the sky cracks open 
And time stands still 
And you hear the trumpet blow
Don't worry my friend for I'll be there
Just row me up some whiskey-O

The helplessness of your soul is the falling rain 
The mind's actors the bowing breeze 
That horse running off into the distance 
Is your youth with your clay pigeon dreams

There is nothing gets through the eye of the needle 
Not even the good thief on the cross 
Just how can we return to being like little children 
While breaking stones for the workhouse boss

Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll tell you my trouble and strife  
Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll give you a friend for life

I've been recognised they've got my scent 
The wind, like a thief, goes whistling by
On the outskirts of the brain 
In the slum-end of the mind 
The moon is a noose hung out in the sky

You'll get a cancer, a tumor
A hemorrhage or the plague
One way or another you go below
Listen my friend for time is short
Just row me up some whiskey-O

Yes or no, right or left
Strike back or turn the cheek 
All actions are hypnotised by the whim  
There is no control, man is a machine 
Droning along like a fly in the wind 

Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll tell you my trouble and strife  
Row me up some whiskey-o
I'll give you a friend for life

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