Richard Thompson The Calvary Cross
I was under the Calvary Cross The pale-faced lady she said to me I've watched you with my one green eye. And I'll hurt you 'till you need me. You scuff your heels and you spit on your shoes. You do nothing with reason One day you catch a train Never leaves the station. Everything you do Everything you do You do for me Now you can make believe on your tin whistle Ah, you can be my broom boy Scrub me 'till I shine in the dark I'll be your light 'till doomsday Oh, it's a black cat cross your path. And why don't you follow My claw's in you and my light's in you This is your first day of sorrow Everything you do Everything you do You do for me
