So Far From The Clyde
Mark Knopfler"So Far From The Clyde" is a song by Mark Knopfler, released in 2009 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:55 long and contains 54 lines and 255 words.
0:39They had a last supper
0:41The day of the beaching
0:45She's a dead ship sailing
0:47Skeleton crew
0:51The galley is empty
0:53The stove pots are cooling
0:58With what's left of a stew
1:04Her time is approaching
1:07The captain moves over
1:10The hangman steps in
1:12To do what he's paid for
1:16With the wind and the tide
1:17She goes proud ahead steaming
1:23And he drives her hard into the shore
1:30So far from the clyde
1:38Together we'd ride
1:43We did ride
2:00As if to a wave
2:02From her bows to her rudder
2:06Bravely she rises
2:07To meet with the land
2:11Under their feet
2:13They all feel her keel shudder
2:18A shallow sea washes their hands
2:45Later the captain
2:46Shakes hands with the hangman
2:50And climbs slowly down
2:52To the oily wet ground
2:56Goes bowed to the car
2:58That has come here to take him
3:03Through the graveyard and back to the town
3:10So far from the clyde
3:18Together we'd ride
3:23We did ride
3:33They pull out her cables
3:35And hack off her hatches
3:38Too poor to be wasteful
3:41With pity or time
3:44They swarm on her carcass
3:46With torches and axes
3:51Like a whale on the bloody shoreline
3:58Stripped of her pillars
4:00Her stays and her stanchions
4:03When there's only her bones
4:05On the wet poisoned land
4:09Steel ropes will drag her
4:12With winches and engines
4:16Til there's only a stain on the sand
4:23So far from the clyde
4:31Together we'd ride
4:37We did ride
4:42So far from the clyde
4:50Together we'd ride
4:55We did ride
They had a last supper The day of the beaching She's a dead ship sailing Skeleton crew The galley is empty The stove pots are cooling With what's left of a stew Her time is approaching The captain moves over The hangman steps in To do what he's paid for With the wind and the tide She goes proud ahead steaming And he drives her hard into the shore So far from the clyde Together we'd ride We did ride As if to a wave From her bows to her rudder Bravely she rises To meet with the land Under their feet They all feel her keel shudder A shallow sea washes their hands Later the captain Shakes hands with the hangman And climbs slowly down To the oily wet ground Goes bowed to the car That has come here to take him Through the graveyard and back to the town So far from the clyde Together we'd ride We did ride They pull out her cables And hack off her hatches Too poor to be wasteful With pity or time They swarm on her carcass With torches and axes Like a whale on the bloody shoreline Stripped of her pillars Her stays and her stanchions When there's only her bones On the wet poisoned land Steel ropes will drag her With winches and engines Til there's only a stain on the sand So far from the clyde Together we'd ride We did ride So far from the clyde Together we'd ride We did ride
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