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Vincent Van Gogh (with Bushwhackers)
Well, down in Arles, boys, Vincent and I -
It's pointed upwards, towards the sky,
Towards the sky, boys, towards the sky,
It's pointed upwards, towards the sky.
Feeling quite randy, feeling quite gay,
We went to a brothel, it's your turn to pay,
It's your turn to pay, boys, it's your turn to pay,
Let's go to a brothel, it's your turn to pay.
The girl at the brothel said, "What's for you, dears?"
Turning to Vincent said, "What funny ears,
Said what funny ear, boys, what funny ears,
Turning to Vincent, said what funny ears.
He ran all the way home, and cut his ear off
He ran all the way home and cut his ear off
And cut his ear off, boys, and cut his ear off.
He ran all the way home and cut his ear off
He fair put me off, it fair put me off,
I'll ne'er go a –whoring with Vincent Van Gogh
With Vincent Van Gogh, with Vincent Van Gogh
I'll ne'er go a-whoring, with Vincent Van Gogh.