martes, 31 de agosto de 2010

Deacon Blue Dignity



There's a man I meet

Walks up our street

He's a worker for the council
Has been twenty years
And he takes no lip off nobody
And litter off the gutter
Puts it in a bag
And never thinks to mutter
And he packs his lunch in a Sunblest bag
The children call him Bogie
He never lets on
But I know 'cause he once told me
He let me know a secret
About the money in his kitty
He's gonna buy a dinghy
Gonna call her Dignity

And I'll sail her up the west coast

Through villages and towns

I'll be on my holidays
They'll be doing their rounds
They'll ask me how I got her I'll say
I saved my money
They'll say isn't she pretty
That ship called Dignity

And I'm telling this story

In a faraway scene

Sipping down Raki
And reading Maynard Keynes
And I'm thinking about home
And all that means
And a place in the winter
For Dignity

And I'll sail her up the west coast

Through villages and towns

I'll be on my holidays
They'll be doing their rounds
They'll ask me how I got her I'll say
I saved my money
They'll say isn't she pretty
That ship called Dignity

Set it up set it up set it up set it up set it up set it up

Yeah set it up again set it up again set it up again set it up again

Set it up set it up set it up set it up set it up set it up
Yeah set it up again set it up again set it up again set it up again

And I'm thinking about home

And I'm thinking about faith

And I'm thinking about work
And I'm thinking
How good it would be
To be here some day
On a ship called Dignity
A ship called Dignity
That ship

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