Mighty Man

Lyrics
[Verse 1] A room on the top floor And the chest all but knackered Two fingers not working And the back's shot to hell It's a lifetime of digging trenches In the cold and wet weather And for laying half the roadway In England as well [Verse 2] You'd finish in the one place It was straight to the next one And you never could settle And you were always alone Just a drifter in limbo I was best off away, son Just one of the thousands Who could never go home [Chorus] That's your mighty man, son Your mighty man [Verse 3] Well, the boat and the train ride In a misty November We had the worst of the lodgings And we hated the subs Ma's face on the leaving I will always remember And we wouldn't get paid Until they had closed up their pubs [Verse 4] And I could stand up on a horseback Was the man for the singing Put my hand up for boxing At the fairground on the heath I could play my accordion And charm all of the women And dance 'round the taproom With a chair in my teeth [Chorus] That's your mighty man, son Your mighty man That's your mighty man, son Your mighty man
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Credits
- Writers
- Mark Knopfler