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Knopfler Mark Sailing To Philadelphia

Well I have been it every since I was a kid at school Now they love me in Newcastle and in Liverpool I am as hard as a pistol I can't do no wrong I've

Your data has gone home Now you left on your own sweet own You're a toughtalking friend Split on you in the bitter end And you look like a fine thing

Here's one of the two of us In 1954, don't laugh I keep all of the pictures Are you going to take a photograph Here's something nice for you A dear

Here's One Of The Two Of Us In 1954 Don't Laugh I Keep All Of The Pictures Are You Going To Take A Photograph Here's Something Nice For You A Dear Old

had other dreams instead This baker's boy from the west country Would join the Royal Society... We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia

On Silvertown way, the cranes stand high Quiet and grey against the still of the sky They won't quit and lay down though the action has died They watch

Don't you love the sound Of the last laugh my friend Don't you love the sound Of the last laugh at the end Down in the gutter with the metal soldiers

The rock you stood upon Is broken up and gone Hey baby who's your baby now On the slipway of your dream Stands someone elses scheme Hey baby, who's your

We don't eat in no white restaurants We're eating in a car Baloney again, baloney again We don't sleep in no white hotel bed We're sleeping in the car