Текст The Rumjacks – A Dozen Good Reasons To Weep

I’ve a dozen good reasons to weep
To dog my every waking hour and haunt me where I sleep
But you’re gettin’ me low with your litany of woe
There’s others torn to bits and cop it sweet

For those who’ve travelled far and wide and come home empty handed
For those who’ve left us way too early and never having found it
For what draws us together and what drives us apart
Street food for the soul and good medicine for the heart

Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to weep

Everybody look at me, come shower me in your sympathy
I’ve laid it bare for all to share my pain
I’m failures very progeny, a walking feckin’ tragedy
A curse it is to speak my rotten name

Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to weep

I’ve got a lotta teeth for a smartarse
I’ve got a lotta gumption for a fool
Well I’ve got a lot to say about the state of us today
But it’s not my job to take your arse to school

Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to weep

Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to weep

Dozen good reasons to
Dozen good reasons to