F I'm done with you begrudgers! Gm You pushers and you shovers! Bb The scurrying, the worrying C F I'm goin’ to have some fun! [Instrumental] F Gm Bb C F Gm Dm C F [Verse 1] F Gm Well I was born very young, I grew up in me cradle Bb C Chances are, that when I die, it will be of something fatal F Gm So if you see me running, keep up by my side Dm C F That hurricane’s a coming, and there ain't no place to hide! Gm C Get your own life this one’s mine Gm C And stuff it, where, the sun don’t shine! [Chorus] F I'm done with you begrudgers! Gm You pushers and you shovers! Dm C The scurrying, the worrying C F I'm goin' to have some fun! Bb C So, give it over, take a break Bb Dm C Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache F Gm To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners; Bb C F Here's to one more day above the roses! [Instrumental] F F Bb F C F [Verse 2] F Gm All that shmoozin' and the boozin', will catch up with you they say Bb C At least that's what them old ones, they told me everyday F Gm So I quit just like they said, stopped everything that’s bad Bb C F ’Twas the worst twenty minutes that I’ve ever had! Gm C It's not the cough that carries you off Gm C It's the coffin, they, carry you off in! [Chorus] F I'm done with all the snitching! Gm The balling and the bitching! Dm C The striving and conniving C F I'm heading for the pub! Bb C So, give it over, take a break Bb Dm C Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache F Gm To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners; Bb C F Here's to one more day above the roses! [Instrumental] F Gm Bb C F Gm Bb C Bb C So, give it over, take a break Bb Dm C Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache F Gm To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners; Bb C F Here's to one more day above the roses! [Instrumental] Bb C F [Verse 3] F Gm Work like you don't need money, don't know how much things cost Bb C Love like you've never been hurt, love like you've never lost F Gm Dance like no one’s watching, as often as you can Bb C F And when you drink, drink like, you're a true-blood Irishman! Gm C Live every day like it's your last Gm C They're going by, way too fast! [Chorus] F You langers and you loons! Gm You bankers and buffoons! Dm C The liars, the pariahs C F You can keep the bloody lot! Bb C So, give it over, take a break Bb Dm C Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache F Gm To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners; Bb C F Here's to one more day above the roses! (x3)
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