Genesis Hall Lyrics - Sandy Denny

My father he rides in your ships; 

And I know he would never mean harm, 

But to see both sides of a quarrel 

Is to judge without haste or alarm 

Chorus 

Oh, oh, helpless and slow, 

And you don't have anywhere to go 

You take away homes from the homeless 

And leave them to die in the cold 

The gypsy who begged for your presents 

He will laugh in your face when you're old 

(chorus) 

Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey 

Another he drinks up his wine 

And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate 

For those of a different kind 

(chorus) 

When the rivers run quicker than trouble 

I'll be there at your side in the flood 

It was all I could do to keep myself 

From taking revenge on your blood 

(2x chorus)