Two in the morning dry-dock town
The river rolls away in the night
Little Gypsy Moth she's all tied down
She quiver in the wind and the light
Yeah and the sailing ship just held down in chains
From the lazy days of sail
She's just a lying there in silent pain
He lean on the tourist rail
A mother and her baby and the College of war
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In the concrete graves
You never wanna fight against the river law
Nobody rules the waves
Yeah, and on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing
Around the Cutty Sark
The single-handed sailor goes sailing
Sailing away in the dark
He's up on the bridge on the self-same night
The mariner of dry dock land
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Two in the morning but there's one green light
And a man on a barge of sand
She's a gonna slip away below him
Away from things he's done
But he just shouts, "Hey man what you call this thing?"
He Could have said "Pride of London"
On a night when the lazy wind is wailing
Around the Cutty Sark
Yeah the single-handed sailor goes sailing
Sailing away in the dark
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