The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn

Melody -

1. McCormat and Richard Tauber
Are singing by the bed.
There's a glass of punch below your feet
And an angel at your head.
There's devils on each side of you
With bottles in their hands.
When you pissed yourself in Frankfurt
And got syph down in Cologne.
And you heard the rattling death trains
As you lay there all alone.
Frank Ryan bought you whiskey
In a brothel in Madrid.
And you decked some fucking blackshirt
Who was cursing all the Yids.

Refrain:

At the sick bed of Cuchulainn
We'll kneel and say a prayer.
and the ghosts are rattling at the door
And the devils in the chair.



3. And in the Euston Tavern
You screamed it was your shout.
But they wouldn't give you service
So you kicked the windows out.
They took you out into the street
And kicked you in the brains.
So you walk back in through a bolted door
And did it all again.
  4. At the sick bed of Cuchulainn
We'll kneel and say a prayer.
And the ghosts are rattling at the door
And the devils in the chair.
You remember that foul evening
When you heard the banshees howl.
There was lousy drunken bastards
Singin Billy in the bowl.







5. They took you up to midnight mass
And left you in the lurch.
So you dropped a button on the plate
And spewed up in the church.
Now you'll sing a song of liberty
For blacks and paks and jocks.
And they'll take you from this place
You're in and stick you in a box.

6. Then they'll take you to Cloughprior
And shove you in the ground.
But you'll stick your head back
And shout we'll have another round.
At the graveside of Cuchulainn
We'll kneel around and pray.
And God is in heaven,
And Billy's down the bay.


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