Pogues - Back in the county hell

^{D A D A E E7 A A}Well oh well I'm back in the county hell I ^Djust flew in and my arms they feel like ^Ahell ^EI'm so glad to ^E7be back in the county ^Ahell I ^Amissed the smack, I missed the crack, I missed the killings too I ^Dmissed the London Irish girls ^Abut especially missed you The ^EUSA never fails to make me ^Ablue

Put ^Dme in charge I?d execute the ^AArtistic Queers and ^Dall the fuckin bastards that drink ^Atrendy Irish beers My ^Ddeath squads would be kids from flats all ^Ahigh from sniffing glue ^EI'd use them to ^E7kill rich brits and the high city ^Ajews.

The ^Dpark bench Aristrocrats were ^Adrinking in the park And the ^Djunkies are still sneaking in for ^Afix up after dark And ^DJock laid out on his park bench like it ^Awas his home settee ^ESinging like a ^E7fallen angel, me and Bobby Mc^AGee

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When I've ^Adone my patriotic chore and burnt London to the ground I'll go ^Dback home to Nenagh and get pissed every night in ^Atown Like the ^Eol' folks say, you ^E7can't keep a good man ^Adown

And the ^Dpark bench Aristrocrats still ^Adrinking in the park The ^Djunkies are still sneaking in for ^Afix up after dark ^DJock's still layed out on his park bench like it ^Awas his own settee ^ESinging like a ^E7fallen angel, me and Bobby Mc^AGee

^DFreedom's just another word for ^Anothing left to lose ^ENothin ain't worth ^E7nothin if ain't ^Afree ^DFeelin good was easy Lord when ^ABobby sang the blues ^EFeelin good was ^E7good enough for ^E7me ^EGood enough for ^E7me and Bobby Mc^AGee ^{E A}