Jack Bruce

When I hear that big black whistle they blow I feel inside that it's time for me to be going Fortunately baby I'd already gone before When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man Fortunately baby

Out into the fields, I will go flying Lovers of a train will watch my tracks Lonely in their, lonely in their boxes Me, I'm raising, raising the smile Out over the moon, I will go running Lovers of the stars will watch my trails Lonely in their, lone

There comes an affair in the tides of men When you can't go back again Yes there comes a darkness in the affairs of light When you can't hold back the night So you go where your mind will keep Where the rain plays the restless to sleep On the notes o

It's always raining in here Each time I walk thro' these doors Expensive suits and cheap whores And I'm always sorry Money flows real fast Though I'm not supposed to touch But they always say how much They love my music No matter what I wear It's alw