Ralph McTell

Night stirs her inky finger in the water of the day, The tired sun drops slowly in the sky. And everywhere the gentle air hangs heavy with the day song Children's wooden hoops go clattering down the street Soon they're called inside, it's getting lat

When I told you I was leaving, You didn't believe what I said. You just went right on sleeping, And rolled over in your bed. Now were you surprised to open up your eyes, And find that I had moved on. Oh, Honey your loving man has packed all of his th

Footsteps down the stairs and at the door Pausing in the hall and at the door 'Cos I know Daddy's here I can tell that he's there. And that means she'll be glad Until we're in bed then she's alone For there are things they have to say And we are sent

Ralph McTell - Streets of London 倫敦的街道 Have you seen the old man in the closed-down market 你可曾看過那個在已收攤的市場裡的老人 Kicking up the paper with his worn out shoes? 用他磨破的鞋子踢著報紙 In his eyes you see no pride 在他的眼裡你看不到尊嚴 Hand held loosely at his side 手無力的垂在兩旁 Ye

Sundays, as a rule, Us kids went to Sunday School, And Mrs Adlam said, Angels stood round our bed. To keep us safe from dark, Right through 'til day begun, And we used to lie awake, Just to try to see one, And though we never saw one anywhere, We hea