Songs for a Tailor

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

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