Markmm / Mark Monument 7 days ago
Here?s another lyric, available to use if anyone has any ideas. Thanks Black bread Sawdust and rye for his supper Legs with a bow for the bairn A tear shed in shame from his fathers eyes Stings more than the glasgow rain No jobs in the shipyards this winter The slipways are empty again A harsh lesson given from father to son But given in love just the same Black bread and water for the poor man Red wine and song for the kings Hopes a dangerous emotion son Some folks weren?t born to win A two wheel trip down to oxford A back not made to break mind an expanding universe And a hope they couldn?t shake When he left he left with honours Took a train back up that road bottle of red to prove his father wrong Wearing a crown all made of gold Old Dixon?s blazes still burning Lines of thin men at the broo He sees their hope just a distant ghost Begs forgiveness for passing through A silent apology from a father Who only taught what he knew And a tear shed in pride from the mans grey eyes Made govan kings of the two Black bread and water for the poor man Red wine and song for the kings Given this old man his hope back son Here?s to learning new things


     

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