I gave my nights up for old songs sound better alive
I gave my life over to old songs sound better alive
I dredged the mouth of the Humber felt better alive
Slipped unnoticed across your border felt better alive
The song it skips and bumps along
Seems to fall apart then all I want as it comes together sing the melody
I tip toed around gravestones digging up old songs felt better oh my
I tip toed around gravestones digging up old songs was a hell of a night
There's song he skips and bumps along
Seems to fall apart then all at once it came together in sacred melody
And I'd always planned
To sing in a sweet and soulful way as only cowboys can
But my saddle strap snapped like a dog chewed tourniquet
And the sky fell low over north London
And it hangs low until this day
I dreamt of gunfights in Toledo when I opened my eyes
I was in the lay by north of Telford an A-road lay lay by
And as the tour had gunked and jumped along seemed to fall apart
Then all at once ran true as a lay line under sacred Albion
And I had always planned
To sing in a sweet and soulful way as only a cowboy can
But my saddle strap snapped like a dog chewed tourniquet
And the sky hangs low over Margate sands
And it hangs low