So Far From The Clyde Lyrics - Get Lucky - Mark Knopfler

They had a last supper 

the day of the Beaching 

She's a dead ship sailing 

- skeleton crew 

The galley is empty 

the stove pots are cooling 

with what's left of the stew 

Her time is approaching 

The captain moves over 

The hangman steps in 

to do what he's paid for 

With the wind down the tide 

she goes proud ahead steaming 

and he drives her hard into the shore 

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so far from the Clyde 

together we'd ride 

we did ride 

As if to a wave 

from her bows to her rudder 

bravely she rises 

to meet with the land 

Under their feet 

they all feel her keel shatter 

A shallow see washes their hands 

Later the captain 

shakes hands with the hangman 

and climbs slowly down 

to the oily wet ground 

Goes bowed to the car 

that has come here to take him 

to the graveyard and back to the town 

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so far from the Clyde 

together we'd ride 

we did ride 

They pull out her cables 

and hack off her hatches 

Too poor to be wasteful 

with pity or time 

They swarm on her carcass 

with torches and axes 

Like a whale on the bloody shoreline 

Stripped of her pillars 

her stays and her stantions 

When there's only her bones 

on the wet, poison land 

steel ropes will drag her with winches and engines 

'til there's only a stain on the sand 

So far from the Clyde 

together we'd ride 

we did ride 

So far from the Clyde 

together we'd ride 

we did ride