Jack A Lynn
(专辑： The Broadsword And The Beast - 1982)
Cold aeroplanes, slow boats, warm trains remind me of Jack-A-Lynn. Lush hotels and pretty girls won't cheer the
misty mood I'm in. Silly, sad, I've never had to write this before, oh, Jack-A-Lynn. Funny how long nights allow thoughts of Jack-A-Lynn. When phantoms tread around my bed to offer restless dreams they bring. And it's just the
time and place to find a
sad song to play for Jack-A-Lynn. Magpies that shriek, old boots that leak call me to Jack-A-Lynn. Coal-black cats in policeman's hats nosing where the
mice have been. And the
long miaow's beginning now and I'm far, far from home and Jack-A-Lynn. Jack, Jack-A-Lynn Jack, Jack-A-Lynn Jack, Jack-A-Lynn Jack, Jack-A-Lynn
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