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Sit down old man and have a whiskey and tell me a tale
About the black dog or the time you wouldn't go to jail
And you were a mad man
And I know that much is true
You'd beat a lot to death for looking wrong at you
And blood was on the wall wherever you had been
Take me home again, Kathleen
Cards are the devil, you say
Just look in the fireplace
And the embers burn so bright that
I can hardly see your face
And you were a mad man
And I know that much is true
You'd beat a lot to death for looking wrong at you
And blood was on the wall wherever you had been
Take me home again, Kathleen
Make me a potato sandwich and I will make the tea
Make mine with spelt bread and I'll make sure yours has whiskey
And you haunted generation, do you realize?
My father looks at me, and he can see you sometimes
Oh, call me Joseph, and call me your kin
And take me home again
Kathleen