The day flees the town with a drunkardÂŽs yell Silence from the slaughterhouse And the midnight bell Shudders down Shambles alley Slamming shutters
And the market litter flies Newspaper acrobats, straw and rags Whirl up to TomÂŽs window... And away Simple Tom looks out across the town Come into my shipwreck room Creaking beams and tilting shadows And the tallow-sticks burn High above the cobble streets Come into my shipwreck room Jenny Bailey We can see TomÂŽs hand only Pulling horse-hair from the chair The candle splutters His pupil shrinks, his pupil grows You are my ghost Jenny Bailey Come and dance with me While the whole town sleeps
Simple Tom looks out across the town Walk across the scaly roofs Look into my open window Oh, my rooftop girl Rats-tail hair and milky skin Glinting in the weather-vanes Jenny Bailey...
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