Billy Bragg — Danny Rose

Dead Danny Rose Stole an automobile Danny Rose No, he oughtn't to steal Fighting and stealing That's how my Danny rose Shouting his name So everybody knows He was a dare Danny Rose Dead Danny blows Thought he'd go it alone Danny goes With his gun and his comb Shooting and stealing That's how my Danny grows Shouting his fame So everybody knows He was a rare Danny Rose Dead Danny Rose They saved him yet you Hang up his clothes People beg to inspect you Saying here is the blood stained Jacket he wore This is his original gun Never been seen by the public before Danny Rose Stole an automobile Danny Rose Really oughtn't to steal He hit the road block They saw him explode No one could save him But how my Danny glowed 'Til early morning Rare Danny Rare Danny Rare Danny Rare Danny Please say a prayer for Danny Rose