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