Til The Cows Come Home

Aren't you a skinny kid - Just like his poppa

Where's he working ? - He's not working

Thin as the smile I wear

Cold as the beaches you comb

Till the cows come home

Tell the truth again - Tell the truth again

Near to the knuckle, near to the knuckle

Why're you laughing ? - You call that laughing ?

Wearing your death's head grin - Even the fishes are thin

When the boat comes in

Things are better now - Things are better now

We've education

I doff my cap to a life that lets you

Dream a poor man's dream

But he can't have his coffee with cream

Till the cows come home