The Rumjacks - Green Ginger Wine

Gangs Of New Holland album Lyrics to Green Ginger Wine : Oh kiss me Maggie & take me home, For I sure dinnae feel like dyin’ alone, Gawn geez a shot, chuck a doggie a bone, Or a penny for me rattlin’ can, As sure as Christ it’s a bitter pill, But if you won’t have me, yer sister will, I’ll cart me arse doon Surry Hills & call her out this evenin’, Go on, go well, ye’re no catch o’ mine, Yer clothes in rags, ye reek o’ fags & old green ginger wine, My sisters aye a leezie into the drinkin’, dogs & cards, My poor departed Father couldn’t flog her at the yards, I’m a man o’ some renown ’Jack the Lad’ about the town, We’ll share a plate of oysters, crack the neck o’ Billy Brown, Sly grog & salty treats, I’ll not grant yer wish, I’m promised to the toll collector boy upon the bridge. Like good whisky in bad wounds, Like honey on a toothache, you’ll never be m
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