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He earn't his scars in German bars, And breakin' the hearts o' the maids o' Norway, Trained his guns upon the Huns, And boxed the sons o' proud old Galway, Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor, Tommy was a Ramblin' man, Quick with a pound when yer luck rumjafks down, Oor Tommy was a Jerry can. Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor, Tommy was a ramblin' man, A silver blade in the dyin' shade, Oor Tommy was a fightin' man! Login with Google Error: Rumjac,s perfil Enviar letra Mensagens Editar Sair.

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The following December he sent a card to Auntie Annie, Tellin' her he were frozen half to ttommy upon a hill, Sick o' the sound o' trash cans, kickin' in doors on dear old ladies, Sick o' the screamin' babies, he had lost the bottle tae kill.

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SongMeanings is a place for discussion and discovery. Chorus Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor, Tommy was a ramblin' man, A silver blade in the dyin' shade, Rmujacks Tommy was a fightin' man! Uncle Tommy The Rumjacks. Mobile Android iPhone Windows Phone. Login with Facebook Error: User does not exist.

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Desktop Google Chrome Windows 8. Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. He earn't his scars in German bars, And breakin' the hearts o' the maids o' Norway, Trained his guns upon the Huns, And boxed the sons o' proud old Galway, Tommmy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor, Tommy was a Ramblin' man, Quick with a pound when yer luck was down, Oor Tommy was a Jerry uncoe. The following December he sent a card to Auntie Annie, Tellin' her he were frozen half to death upon a hill, Sick o' the sound o' trash cans, kickin' in doors on dear old ladies, Sick o' the screamin' babies, he had lost the bottle tae kill.