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| One-Eyed Isaac |
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Words & Music: Jake Thackray Click here to download guitar tab "On Friday night I draws my pay. I dress to kill and goes alone To Dirty Dick's, to drink my fill And go upstairs with Greasy Joan." At Dirty Dicks we used to fear him. He drank hard and he drank strong. But we often used to hear him Sing his grim song: "My heart is hard, my heart is black But there's no doubt one's heart's one's own. And if I could I'd tear it out And give it to my Greasy Joan." One-eyed Isaac was this devil's name. He was cruel he was wild. But with Greasy Joan of ill fame He was a child. "Oh, I have killed and I have robbed, My jaws are red, my knife is bright. But when I take my girl to bed, My golden girl, my heart is light." But he didn't know these women. Though she loved him, yet we knew She had, poor girl, to earn her living. How could she be true? "I have no friends, I have no kin. All I possess is blood and bone. But I have found some happiness, A kind of love with Greasy Joan." One Friday night he came to woo her And she was with a customer. How could she afford to lose her Bread and butter? He killed them both, he killed them both. But there's no doubt one's heart's one's own. And as for his, he tore it out To give it to his Greasy Joan. His heart was black, his heart was hard, But there's no doubt one's heart's one's own. And when he'd killed, he tore his out To give it to his Greasy Joan. Click here to download guitar tab |