Текст песни McTavish Diner - Tin Boat

Its late one day and I'm tired of the rain
Running down this filthy window-pane
The chatter is dull and the air is damp
I kinda like this place
I know I'll miss it
Neon sign in the sunset glare
Background chatter and a quick blank stare
I said she said then I go said judgement girl
She's always judging
Out of my pocket falls a paper bill
The door pushes open and its raining still
I'm leaving it behind for the treasure it holds
The bill and the story they both unfold
She turns the corner and spots the fin
Did you drop this ma'am
Judgy claims the prize with a twinkle in her eye

She's off to the track with a new-found fin
the bottom of the stack by the teller Jim
A cookie jar tale with a single fin
He's thieving tonight his pockets burning
Down at the pub he sees all his friends
The clerk buys the crowd another round
The room is spinning round and round
A fin tip
Its raining outside do you need a ride
He looks up and gets a drop in his eye

The afternoon sun really burns the brain
The sun shines thru this filthy window-pane
The sax outside and his open case
I kinda like this place
Ya know I've missed it
Barkeep turns the corner and hears the sax man play
The fin that he throws bears the marks of old days
The bygone ways
Sax man thanks him with a wink of his eye