I haven't heard a voice that I can [bad word] And all this sweetness turns a throat [bad word] I'm standing on a quay wrapped up in mist
The steamer's left with someone that I miss.
I'd walk a hundred miles.
Sold my horse, got fired by the Consul
testament to flags I was hostile
Tried faith and [bad word] and gold
it didn't work, I couldn't fill the hole.
I'd walk a hundred miles,
thousand miles, a million miles.
Two steps steps out
Towards your door
I'll be calling round
Two steps step out
I'm on my way
Here I am now
I started cutting marble in a quarry
I worked my hands, I wasn't in a hurry
The time I did to pass the time
The time I did to pass the time.
I'd walk a hundred miles.
So now I'm loading wool down at the wharf
The ships unload and then they head back north
And every time the [bad word] in
I sit and watch the [bad word] in.
I'd walk a hundred miles,
thousand miles, a million miles.
Two steps steps out
Towards your door
I'll be calling round
Two steps step out
I'm on my way
Here I am now