August 21, 2018 The Rumjacks played at Le Ferrailleur (Nantes, France) - Here is track 10/22 from that Full Show! Thank you to the venue for providing us this footage!
Production - Le Ferrailleur & Les Studios Bellarue 17
Producer - Thomas Nedelec
Director cut - Les Studios Bellarue 17 - Mal'h
Assistant director - Euqr DamJadczik & Claude Samnick
Camera Operators:
QForce
Lady McBilde
Paul Chabot
Alan Richard
Sounddesigner: Mickael Horcet
Light: Matthieu Carton
Community manager: François Montupet
LYRICS:
Oh I've loved you from afar, I've borne you like a scar,
Sung your name across the bloody Colfiorito,
But a poison took your heart, you charmless little tart,
Now you've nary a jot o' bother at all for me-o,
This old town has gone to bits, all the folk are off their tits,
Screamin', "Hoo-rah! Hurry the fuck t'blazes!"
A right parade o' fools come to stomp all o'er yer jewels,
Like a fistful o' half dead roses.
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again,
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell,
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave,
Every last tale there is to tell.
Oh, this boozer is a wreck, all up & down the deck,
Like a tired old sinner off her game,
Wi' her blood red lips, and her youth about her hips,
Still the regulars all love her just the same,
Where the mud-spat boots cut their way among the suits,
And the Sally's come to rattle the can for Jesus,
'Til they chain up all the doors & toss out all the whores,
Wi' a fistful o' half dead roses.
May all the Autumn leaves turn to Twenties at yer feet,
And the high & mighty come to know your thunder,
We could set the world ablaze, but these are early days,
And there's still a hell of a road for us tae wander,
And there's one here among us'll outlive the rest,
Take a tipple to his foibles & his praises,
'Til they strike him off the roll & chuck him doon a hole,
Wi' a fistful o' half dead roses.
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