Lyrics The Ballad of Mary Foster - Al Stewart
David
Foster
lives
in
Gloucester
with
his
family
Works
'til
pay-time,
through
the
day-time,
then
comes
home
for
tea
Steak
and
kidney,
then
with
Sydney
to
his
club
and
feels
free
They
close
the
bar,
he
finds
his
car
and
then
goes
home
to
sleep
And
his
wife
has
been
with
Rosie,
in
the
parlour
where
it's
cosy
Watching
telly,
doing
dishes,
patching
pants
and
making
wishes
And
he'll
say
"Bill
should
have
wired"
And
"Not
tonight
dear,
I'm
too
tired"
And
life
drifts
slowly
by
in
the
provinces
Peter
Foster
goes
to
Gloucester
for
his
first
school
day
Bites
his
teacher,
sees
a
preacher
and
is
taught
to
pray
Sees
some
birds
and
learns
some
words
it's
very,
very
rude
to
say
Yes,
he's
rather
like
his
father
was
in
his
young
day
And
his
father
has
discussions,
holding
forth
about
the
Russians
"Will
the
Red
Chinese
attack
us?"
"Do
we
need
the
Yanks
to
back
us?
"And
in
bed
she
feels
his
shoulder,
but
he
grunts
and
just
turns
over
And
life
drifts
slowly
by
in
the
provinces
Wedding
rings
come
with
strings
but
love
depends
on
the
little
things
"Oh
could
that
still
be
really
you?"
"Is
there
anything
time
can't
do?
David
Foster's
been
promoted,
he's
a
decent
sort
Peter's
gone
to
Dad's
old
Public
School,
it's
good
for
sport
They've
even
got
a
private
parking
place
down
in
Huntingdon
Court
Maybe
soon
he'll
be
a
magistrate,
the
neighbours
thought
Yes,
and
then
he'll
teach
the
beatniks
And
the
hang-around-the-streetnicks
And
the
good-for-nothing
loafers
Who
knock
girls
up
on
their
sofas
And
his
wife
is
quite
nice,
really
Though
she
seems
a
little
dreamy
Recently...
I
was
born
and
brought
up
on
the
east
side
of
town
And
my
earliest
days
they
passed
quickly
I
would
play
after
school
with
the
kids
all
around
In
the
sun
and
the
dust
of
the
back
streets
Oh,
all
through
my
girlhood
the
war
had
its
day
And
my
daddy
he
would
always
be
leaving
So
my
brother
and
I
we
would
sit
by
her
side
Telling
our
tales
through
the
evening
Oh,
I
grew
with
the
days
and
the
boys
came
to
call
In
the
back
shed
I
learned
about
kissing
But
I
don't
think
my
mother
has
noticed
at
all
For
we've
heard
that
my
daddy
is
missing
Then
my
school
days
they
were
over
and
I
went
off
to
work
And
my
mother
grew
quieter
and
greyer
So
one
day
I
left
her
and
went
off
to
live
With
Billy,
a
saxophone
player
In
our
broken
down
attic
we
laughed
and
made
love
And
all
that
we
had
we
were
sharing
Oh,
we
slept
through
the
day
and
played
into
the
night
God,
we
did
as
we
pleased
without
caring
Oh
but
a
year's
passed
away
and
he's
left
me
one
day
To
play
in
a
far
away
country
And
the
sun
told
my
eyes
"You've
got
no
place
to
hide"
As
I
waited
to
be
having
his
baby
Oh
I
lived
in
the
park
and
the
men
passed
and
stared
Each
wondering
which
one
had
lost
her
And
one
came
to
ask
could
he
buy
me
a
meal
And
he
said
he
was
called
David
Foster
We
were
married
that
month
and
I
swore
to
myself
Somehow
I'd
pay
back
what
I
owed
him
Cooking
his
supper
and
cleaning
his
boots
Yes,
and
kidding
myself
I
could
love
him
Oh,
but
now
my
baby
is
grown
and
he's
gone
out
to
school
And
he
looks
very
much
like
his
daddy
And
David
has
buried
himself
in
his
work
And
the
time
on
my
hands,
it
hangs
heavy
Oh,
the
neighbours
they
smile
as
we
pass
in
the
streets
And
they
make
their
remarks
on
the
weather
But
the
butcher
and
baker
deliver
things
now
And
I've
stopped
going
out
altogether
Oh,
I
live
by
my
mirror
and
stare
in
my
eyes
Trying
to
make
out
who
I
see
there
But
I'm
looking
at
a
woman
that
I
can't
recognize
And
I
don't
think
she
knows
me
either
There
are
lines
on
her
face
and
her
hair
is
a
mess
And
the
light
in
her
eyes
it
grows
colder
In
the
morning
there's
nothing
will
change,
ah
but
yes
I
will
be
just
a
little
bit
older
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