Dire Straits "Single-Handed Sailor" |
Two in the morning dry-dock town The river rolled away in the night Little Gypsy Moth she's all tied down She quiver in the wind and the light Yeah and the sailing ship just held down in chains From the lazy days of sail She's just lying there in silent pain He lean on the tourist rail A mother and her baby and the College of war In the concrete grave You never want to fight against the river law Nobody rules the waves Yeah, on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing Around the Cutty Sark The single-handed sailor go sailing Sailing away in the dark He's up on the bridge on the self-same night The mariner of dry dock land Two in the morning but there's one green light And a man on a barge of sand She's a gonna slip away below him Away from things he's done But he just shouts, "Hey man whatcha call this thing?" Could say "Pride of London" On a night when the lazy wind is wailing Around the Cutty Sark Yeah single-handed sailor goes sailing Sailing away in the dark Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |