Biography:
The Beautiful South were a British pop group formed in 1989, from the ashes of Hull, England group The Housemartins. The band was put together by lead singer, Paul Heaton, and drummer, Dave Hemingway. They were joined by Sean Welch (Bass), Dave Stead (Drums) and Dave Rotheray (Guitar). Rotheray also co-writes the songs with Heaton.
In The Beautiful South, Heaton shared the lead singer's role with Hemingway and female singer Briana Corrigan to create a trio of lead vocalists.
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Red from the night before the night before
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Old Red's in town
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And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound
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Just adding to the wrinkles on his deadly frown
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They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed
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They're only red from all the women that I could've wed
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Old Red eyes is back
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And every single landlord in the district cried
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An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side
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