Robert John Ardiff - Róisín

There are two pictures on my wall
One''s a snake One's of Christchurch Cathedral
You might see me backing horses
When I'm there I wear a bulletproof vest

And I'll always remember that moment in December
When an Ou'l one told me to go in shite
Better give up for the night
Better give up for the night
For Róisín, I'm off my head

There's skin on that pint
I'd better finish before the man says:
"Are ye right there folks"
I'll be skinning up outside
You keep sketch from behind
And I'll talk the head clean off ye
I'll always stake for better days
I'll always arrive when the party has died

For Róisín, I'm easy
And Róisín, I'm bleeding
For Róisín, I'm easy

There's some lad asleep much younger than me
He's been on the bag since Thursday evening
It's a three day week
It's a roulette machine
It's all that you've got left to believe in
And when the clock ticks
And the smoke lifts
When the day breaks
I'll be back in the race

For Róisín, I'm leaving
And Róisín, I'm leaving

And when everything is lost
I'll go counting the cost
And when everything's been said
I'll give up when I'm dead