Two in the morning dry-dock town
The river rolled 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 lying there in silent pain
He lean on the tourist rail
A mother and her baby and the College of war
In the concrete grave
You never want to fight against the river law
Nobody rules the waves
Yeah, on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing
Around the Cutty...
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