Lyrics Single Handed Sailor (Live) - Dire Straits
                                                Two 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                morning, 
                                                dry-dock 
                                                town
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rivers 
                                                rolls 
                                                away 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Little 
                                                gypsy 
                                                moth 
                                                she's 
                                                all 
                                                tied 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                quiver 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                sailing 
                                                ship 
                                                just 
                                                held 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                chains
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                lazy 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                sail
 
                                    
                                
                                                She's 
                                                just 
                                                lying 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                silent 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                lean 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                turist 
                                                rail
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                mother 
                                                and 
                                                her 
                                                baby 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                college 
                                                of 
                                                war
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                concrete 
                                                graves
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                never 
                                                wanna 
                                                fight 
                                                against 
                                                the 
                                                river 
                                                law
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nobody 
                                                rules 
                                                the 
                                                waves
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                and 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                night 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                lazy 
                                                wind 
                                                is 
                                                a-wailing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Around 
                                                the 
                                                Cutty 
                                                Sark
 
                                    
                                
                                                Single 
                                                handed 
                                                sailor 
                                                goes 
                                                sailing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sailing 
                                                away 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                He's 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                bridge 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                self 
                                                same 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mariner 
                                                of 
                                                dry 
                                                dock 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                morning, 
                                                but 
                                                there 
                                                is 
                                                one 
                                                green 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                barge 
                                                of 
                                                sand
 
                                    
                                
                                                She's 
                                                gonna 
                                                slip 
                                                away 
                                                below 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Away 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                things 
                                                he's 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                he 
                                                just 
                                                shouts 
                                                "Hey 
                                                man, 
                                                what 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                call 
                                                this 
                                                thing?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                could 
                                                have 
                                                said 
                                                "Pride 
                                                of 
                                                London"
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                night 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                lazy 
                                                wind 
                                                is 
                                                a-wailing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Around 
                                                the 
                                                Cutty 
                                                Sark
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                the 
                                                single 
                                                handed 
                                                sailor 
                                                goes 
                                                sailing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sailing 
                                                away 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
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