Ricky Warwick
Tank McCullough Saturdays (Electric Version)
[Verse 1]
It's raining on the Mersey
On the Solway, on the Dee
On all the streets that made me
The man I came to be
The old boys at the Eastern, both served desert rats
Blue boiler suit or sports coats and matching season hats

[Chorus]
And I won’t cry no more
No I won’t cry no more
For everyone I ever needed
For everyone I ever believed in
I won’t cry no more

[Verse 2]
Faces in front room flames were all my heroes came
Tank Mccullough Saturdays would never be the same
Walking down the Newtownards Road singing to myself
Boots are shined with shoeshine and players on the shelf

[Chorus]
And I won't cry no more
No I won't cry no more
For everyone I ever needed
For everyone I ever believed in
I won't cry no more

[Verse 3]
The Friday tea delivered in sea salt, sod and brown
From a village near Jerusalem
On the road that led to town
The avaliers sing harmonies with a choir inside my soul
And the sleet that runs into my eyes
Baptises through the cold
So I walked back to the Old Mill
Where we all used to play
Back when blood was thicker
Before I moved away

[Chorus]
And I won't cry no more I won't cry no more
No I won't cry no more
For everyone I ever needed
For everyone I ever believed in
I won't cry no more
No I won't cry no more
No I won't cry no more
For everyone I ever needed
For everyone I ever believed in
I won't cry no more