Tell Me Where The Whistle Blows

Dm7

Dm7                  
There's a dusty old gutter he's lying in now

He's blind and he's old
              G           A              Dm7
And there's a bottle that rolls down the road

Me I'm young and I'm so wild

And I still feel the need
        G             A         Bm
Of your apron strings once in a while
    A       
For there's taxi cabs hooting
    E/G#       G7           Dm7
But I can't be foot-loose forever
    A
My suitcase it's a cheap one
   E/G#
My darling she's a dear one
   G7                         C
My head's feeling light as a feather

        G7                        D         Dm7
Take my ears and tell me when the whistle blows
       G7                       D         Dm7
Wake me up and tell me when the whistle blows
D             A   
Long lost and lonely boy
Bm                        G            
you're just a black sheep going home
D                   A         G7
I want to feel your wheels of steel
D             A       G7
Underneath my itching heels
        D
Take my money
G                A       Bm     Dm7
Tell me when the whistle blows


Part of me asked the young man for the time
With a cool vacant stare of undue concern
He said nine
It's not so bad but I really do love the land
And rather all this than those diamante lovers
In Hyde Park holding hands
Blowing heat through my fingers
Trying to kill off this cold
Will the street kids remember
Can I still shoot a fast cue
Has this country kid still got his soul

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