Blue Dyed in the Wool Songtext
von Richard Murray

BLUE DYED IN THE WOOL


Bitter pills in a party town
Bitter and brown ale to wash ′em down
Come laugh a while, you'll get the hang of me
By far my own worst enemy
But dont get me wrong if my face it falls
Its just nature coming through the claws
So hunt the hare boy, you′re gaining ground
And come around ye dark hound, come around
Come around ye dark hound, come around
CH
Well I've tried and I dont often lose
Oh but a mind can be cruel
And the sky cries down on my new shoes
Blue dyed in the wool
(Blue dyed in the the wool boys
Blue dyed in the wool)
Now Ive learned to make my old engine turn
Pull on that choke and let my petrol burn
But my friend you throw out a wrecking ball
But you dont get nothing at all
I may gun this thing boot-first through the wall
BR
But take the time
And Ill take the hit
Yeah take your time
Im killing mine
Oh shine a light on another weary night
A flame as good as out of fuel
Ill dream away the day alright
Blue dyed in the wool