Tinker Taylor
Terry Reid
Tinker Taylor sold yourself me away on the open tide
Blow away, stowaway hitch a ride, go a way to the Argentine
Why is it that we are looking for someone, trying to see the light?
Never without when livin' with someone
Were just tryin' to realise and why, yeah!
What? yeah!
I never thought of you
Never thought that life was so true
Never to see the light
Bosses just robbers, uncles, cousins, never lovers
Whereby ever got hit that tight
Why is it that we are looking for someone, trying to see the light?
Never just a lookin', never finding no one
Where just trying to realise and why…. Yeah!
Woooohhh.. woooh!
Tinker Taylor
Will they make her?
Will one save her or else?