The Pogues

The Pogues - Cotton Fields lyrics

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Now the party's over and the money's all gone
You remember feeling like Jesus' son
Your girl has left your side
And now you're gonna get crucified

They're crucify you
Crucify you
Crucify you
Crucify you
In those old cotton fields back home, back home

Too late to joke or crack a smile
You gotta carry that shit up that drunken mile
When they put the electrodes in your brain
Even your Mother won't know you're sane
First Lord Nelson's sunken ships
Now Steve Lillywhite's drunken mix

They're crucify you
Crucify you
Crucify you
Crucify you
In those old cotton fields back home, back home...

In those old cotton fields back home, back home...
In those old cotton fields back home, back home...
In those old cotton fields back home, back home...
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Author: Shane Macgowan

Composer: Shane Macgowan

Publisher: Warner Music UK Ltd

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Released in: 2009

Language: English

Appearing on: Peace And Love (remastered + Expanded) (2005)

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