MOANING

MOANING NEVER DID NAE GOOD

by

Matt McGinn

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

A man, he came to me wi coal, he was the coalman

I took a dozen bags on tick

I’m sorry for the poor wee soul, poor wee coalman

I had to change my coalman quick

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

The factor’s awfae funny wee me, he’s awfae funny

Think he’d like to cook my goose

I told him he owed money to me, he owes me money

For warming up his wee damn hoose

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

The postie used to bring me bills, he used to bring them

Think he did it more for jokes

He never ever brings them noo, he’ll never bring them

I hammered up my letter box

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good

Moaning never did nae good, nae good naw

Moaning never did nae good