If I Should Fall from Grace with God

If I Should Fall from Grace with God - The Pogues

If I should fall from grace with God

Where no doctor can relieve me

If I'm buried 'neath the sod

But the angels won't receive me

Let me go boys

Let me go boys

Let me go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

This land was always ours

Was the proud land of our fathers

It belongs to us and them

Not to any of the others

Let them go boys

Let them go boys

Let them go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

Now bury me at sea

Where no murdered ghost can haunt me

If I rock upon the waves

No corpse can lie upon me

Coming up threes boys

Coming up threes boys

Let them go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry

If I should fall from grace with God

Where no doctor can relieve me

If I'm buried 'neath the sod

So the angels won't receive me

Let me go boys

Let me go boys

Let me go down in the mud

Where the rivers all run dry