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Another track off of The Secret Language Of Birds.

Lyrics - Night close in on a shanty town.

Panama freighter wearing rusty brown.

But she sails tomorrow and she's homeward bound.

Head up on a lumpy sea, on a lumpy sea.

I'm not the only lonely planet rider in this one horse town,

I'm thinking. And I won't over-rate or patronize you.

I know we're as different as chalk and cheese;

as black hole winters and salad days

and I wouldn't like your mother much anyway.

But it's not her I'm taking home with me,

not her I'm taking home with me.

Don't intend to dress you in silver threads

like some trophy in sublime seclusion.

Won't try to educate or civilize you.

Night close in on a shanty town.

Panama freighter wearing rusty brown.

Well she sails tomorrow and she's homeward bound

and you're bound to come home with me.

Bound to come home with me.

And you're bound to come home with me.

On the Panama freighter with me.

Комментарии

10 years назад

Thomas Sutherland

LOL You nailed it Brother!

15 years назад

roddy76to86

I've been too busy going on about crappy old British cars, that's been my trouble. 5*****. But I think I'll just give the Floyd one's a miss...

15 years назад

gothling1955

I LOVE THIS SONG! (Sorry, didn't mean to shout in your ear.) But yeah, the instrumentation is glorious beyond measure, though I'm quite keen on that whole Folksy/Celtic thing. "And I wouldn't like your mother much anyway, but it's not her I'm taking home with me." Geez, Ian, shades of "Someday The Sun Won't Shine For You" & "Well in the morning I'll be leaving, and I'll leave your mother, too." I'll bet Ian wrote this just so he could browbeat poor Andy Giddings into playing "the squeezy thing".

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