I stand as a witness to a jury and judge And for all my sins I will answer My name you'll know my trade you'll see I am the Bounty Hunter I as no friendship
the rugby field, the bullies came to play Most nights he'd weep and piss the bed But he vowed they all would pay, they all would pay! Like his father
Waiting for morning on the ferry boat deck 5 miles out of Calais Tired and cold and wet to the skin watching the waves and the spray Ten years have gone
Mary got a present from an old friend It had been forwarded and forwarded again It didn't come through the post, wasn't brought to her door This delivery
sea White is the colour of my innocence Not surrender to your mercy I was woken from my misery by the words of Thomas Paine On my barren soil they fell
a wooden one The name on the last medal is a man I never knew Though I bore his name and nature and his conscience as I grew When they shipped him back
I'll take a journey through the town to dock gate one And there I'll take a ferry boat That ferry sails across the Solent waters deep To an island like
This train leaves when the sun goes down When the lights are low in the northern towns Starts without a whistle, leaves without a word Just a light turned
much as your mum But if you think it's wrong, don't tell any other Or I'll have to hurt you and I'll hurt your mother And I could hurt you so much more
to afford And It's champagne fine for communion wine and the parson drinks it too With a sly wink prays "forgive these men, for they know not what they
her right hand, a silver dagger Say's that I can't be your bride All men are false, says my mother They'll tell you wicked, loathsome lies The very next evening, they
