Harry Rag! Harry Rag! Do anything just to get a Harry Rag
And he curses himself for the life he's led
And rolls himself a Harry Rag
And puts himself to bed
Ah, Tom's old ma is a dyin' lass Soon they reckon she'll be pushin' up the grass And her bones might take and her skin might sag Still she's got the strength to have a Harry Rag
CHORUS: Harry Rag! Harry Rag! Do anything just to get a Harry Rag And she curses herself for the life she's led And rolls herself a Harry Rag And puts herself to bed
Ah, bless you taxman, bless you all You may take some but you'll never take it all But if I give it all I won't feel sad As long as I've got enough to buy a Harry Rag
CHORUS: Harry Rag! Harry Rag! Do anything just to get a Harry Rag And I curse myself for the life IAnd roll meself a Harry Rag And put myself to bed
Ah, the smart young ladies of the land Can't relax without a Harry in their hand And they light one up and they boast and brag So content because they got a Harry Rag
CHORUS: Harry Rag! Harry Rag! Do anything just to get a Harry Rag And they light one up and they boast and brag So content because they got a Harry Rag
Harry Rag! Harry Rag! IAnd I curse myself for the life IAnd rolls meself a Harry Rag And puts meself to bed