Old Man Weather

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Robyn Hitchcock - Rock

Old Man Weather

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Summer's high And the nights are drawing in You feel it in your skin But no-one's suffering There's a breeze Catching in your sail There used to be a gale Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) I was there When the invitations came They misspelled your name But you went just the same Every time You hear that ringing bell You wake up face-down in hell Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Summer's gone The afternoons are warm Beneath the purple storm The young hatch out and swarm Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) There's a demon in your soul With it's fingernails of gold Gold The rise The fall Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Old (old) Man (man) Weather (weather) Bring it on

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Credits

Writers
  • Robyn Hitchcock