Fall from Grace

"If I Should Fall from Grace with God"

 

If I should fall from grace with god

Where no doctor can relieve me

If I'm buried 'neath the sod

But the angels won't receive me

 

Let me go boys

Let me go boys

Let me go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

 

This land was always ours

Was the proud land of our fathers

It belongs to us and them

Not to any of the others

 

Let them go boys

Let them go boys

Let them go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

 

Bury me at sea

Where no murdered ghost can haunt me

If I rock upon the waves

No corpse can lie upon me

 

It's coming up three boys

Keeps coming up three boys

Let them go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

 

If I should fall from grace with god

Where no doctor can relieve me

If I'm buried 'neath the sod

And still the angels won't receive me

 

Let me go boys

Let me go boys

Let me go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

 

Shane MacGowan (The Pogues) 1987

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