Patron Saint O' Thieves
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โฑ๏ธ 4:09 duration
๐ ID: 3080895
๐ Lyrics
Auld Nick patron saint o thieves, murderers & sailors
Strike these shackles from me uh-huh
Slide the bolt from out the door & tear down all the wire
My baby's growin cold & I'm on fire
The wind that whistles off the hills & carries her perfume
Carries too a lonely carol badly out of tune
For just tonight beyond them walls I'd lay a mountain low
And sing to her like only I know how
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Auld Nick patron saint o' merchants, pawnmen & the judges
Who barter with the lives o men the battlers & the bludgers
Go haunt the dogs awhile they sleep & thrash em round to sense
Theres to many good boys this side of the fence
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Theres boys in here for liftin gear from non-be-wary strangers
Newly minted ner-do-wells & them born with the dangers
For livin less than fruitful lives, toppin less than faithful wives
A broken line o' fools that span the ages
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Auld Nick patron saint o' fools from both sides of the law
For his sake wipe the dirty grin off that fat bastards jaw
For we're lovers of tradition & we might yet find a way
To hold them bloody keys come boxing day
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Burn it boys!
Strike these shackles from me uh-huh
Slide the bolt from out the door & tear down all the wire
My baby's growin cold & I'm on fire
The wind that whistles off the hills & carries her perfume
Carries too a lonely carol badly out of tune
For just tonight beyond them walls I'd lay a mountain low
And sing to her like only I know how
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Auld Nick patron saint o' merchants, pawnmen & the judges
Who barter with the lives o men the battlers & the bludgers
Go haunt the dogs awhile they sleep & thrash em round to sense
Theres to many good boys this side of the fence
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Theres boys in here for liftin gear from non-be-wary strangers
Newly minted ner-do-wells & them born with the dangers
For livin less than fruitful lives, toppin less than faithful wives
A broken line o' fools that span the ages
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Auld Nick patron saint o' fools from both sides of the law
For his sake wipe the dirty grin off that fat bastards jaw
For we're lovers of tradition & we might yet find a way
To hold them bloody keys come boxing day
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
Theres a light still burns in me
Burn it boys!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:26.65] Auld Nick patron saint o thieves, murderers & sailors
[00:29.76] Strike these shackles from me uh-huh
[00:32.96] Slide the bolt from out the door & tear down all the wire
[00:36.05] My baby's growin cold & I'm on fire
[00:40.76] The wind that whistles off the hills & carries her perfume
[00:44.22] Carries too a lonely carol badly out of tune
[00:47.59] For just tonight beyond them walls I'd lay a mountain low
[00:50.63] And sing to her like only I know how
[00:55.35] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[00:58.74] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[01:01.88] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[01:04.83] Theres a light still burns in me
[01:22.52] Auld Nick patron saint o' merchants, pawnmen & the judges
[01:26.14] Who barter with the lives o men the battlers & the bludgers
[01:29.30] Go haunt the dogs awhile they sleep & thrash em round to sense
[01:32.58] Theres to many good boys this side of the fence
[01:37.67] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[01:40.52] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[01:43.73] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[01:46.82] Theres a light still burns in me
[02:04.61] Theres boys in here for liftin gear from non-be-wary strangers
[02:08.29] Newly minted ner-do-wells & them born with the dangers
[02:11.31] For livin less than fruitful lives, toppin less than faithful wives
[02:14.83] A broken line o' fools that span the ages
[02:17.87] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[02:21.05] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[02:24.12] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[02:27.42] Theres a light still burns in me
[02:45.18] Auld Nick patron saint o' fools from both sides of the law
[02:48.49] For his sake wipe the dirty grin off that fat bastards jaw
[02:51.60] For we're lovers of tradition & we might yet find a way
[02:54.83] To hold them bloody keys come boxing day
[02:59.56] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[03:03.06] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[03:06.29] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[03:09.52] Theres a light still burns in me
[03:12.88] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[03:15.98] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[03:19.26] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[03:22.43] Theres a light still burns in me
[03:29.73] Burn it boys!
[04:05.34]
[00:29.76] Strike these shackles from me uh-huh
[00:32.96] Slide the bolt from out the door & tear down all the wire
[00:36.05] My baby's growin cold & I'm on fire
[00:40.76] The wind that whistles off the hills & carries her perfume
[00:44.22] Carries too a lonely carol badly out of tune
[00:47.59] For just tonight beyond them walls I'd lay a mountain low
[00:50.63] And sing to her like only I know how
[00:55.35] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[00:58.74] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[01:01.88] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[01:04.83] Theres a light still burns in me
[01:22.52] Auld Nick patron saint o' merchants, pawnmen & the judges
[01:26.14] Who barter with the lives o men the battlers & the bludgers
[01:29.30] Go haunt the dogs awhile they sleep & thrash em round to sense
[01:32.58] Theres to many good boys this side of the fence
[01:37.67] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[01:40.52] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[01:43.73] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[01:46.82] Theres a light still burns in me
[02:04.61] Theres boys in here for liftin gear from non-be-wary strangers
[02:08.29] Newly minted ner-do-wells & them born with the dangers
[02:11.31] For livin less than fruitful lives, toppin less than faithful wives
[02:14.83] A broken line o' fools that span the ages
[02:17.87] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[02:21.05] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[02:24.12] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[02:27.42] Theres a light still burns in me
[02:45.18] Auld Nick patron saint o' fools from both sides of the law
[02:48.49] For his sake wipe the dirty grin off that fat bastards jaw
[02:51.60] For we're lovers of tradition & we might yet find a way
[02:54.83] To hold them bloody keys come boxing day
[02:59.56] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[03:03.06] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[03:06.29] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[03:09.52] Theres a light still burns in me
[03:12.88] They dont hang no fairy lights these rusty iron bars
[03:15.98] So ill burn a paper lamp for her to see
[03:19.26] Though shes left like a widow of a war that never was
[03:22.43] Theres a light still burns in me
[03:29.73] Burn it boys!
[04:05.34]