Before gas and TV
Before people had cars
We'd sit 'round the
Southern bound from Glasgow town, she's shining in the sun
I'm
I keep a weather eye on the horizon, back to
I'm better with my muscles
Than I am with my mouth
I
I've got latches for windows, handles for doors
Grinders and scrapers
The chisels are calling, it's time to make sawdust
Steely reminders
When I leave this world behind me
To another I will
On your maypole green
See the winding Morris men
Angry Alfie, Bill
They had a last supper the day of the beaching
She's
In summer sixty three I was staying alive
Hanging at the
You can't fool a fooler
I can tell
When a John got
This didn?t used to be me, old boy
This isn?t what
You can tell me your troubles, I?ll listen for free
My
Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer
You?ve been
When it?s pop goes the weasel, let go of the
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