The Ragpicker's Dream de Mark Knopfler

Listado de Canciones

1. Why Aye Man6:14

   Letra

   "WHY AYE MAN" We had no way of staying afloat, We had to leave on a ferryboat. Economic refugees, On the run to Germany. We had the back of Maggie's hand, Times were tough in Geordieland. We got our tools and working gear And humped it all from Newcastle to here. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. We're nomad tribes, travelling boys, In the dust and dirt and the wrecking noise. Drills and hammers, diggers and picks, Mixing concrete, laying bricks. There's English, Irish, Scots, the lot. United Nations what we got. Brickies, chippies, every trade. German building, British made. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Nay more work on Maggie's farm. Haddaway down the autobahn. Mine's a Portakabin bed, Or a bunk in a Nissen hut instead. There's plenty Deutschmarks here to earn. And German tarts are wunderschön. German beer is chemical free. Germany's alright with me. Sometimes I miss my river Tyne, But you're my pretty fräulein. Tonight we'll drink the old town dry, Keep our spirit levels high. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Sometimes I miss my river Tyne, But you're my pretty fräulein. Tonight we'll drink the old town dry, Keep wor spirit levels high. Sometimes I miss my river Tyne, But you're my pretty fräulein. Tonight we'll drink the old town dry, Keep wor spirit levels high.
2. Devil Baby4:05

   Letra

   The freaks'll stay together They're a tight old crew You look at them And they look at you I love the ballyhoo girl But she don't care It's hard to find love anywhere Hard to find love anywhere The professor is the talker He's the talking man And if he can't clean a midway Nobody can He'll get the tip on in From the midway mud You gotta have the sawdust in the blood Gotta have the sawdust in the blood See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl Come see the big fat lady 'Gator slim with the alligator skin Come see the devil baby Springer is the talker He's the talking man He's got the whole studio Eating out of his hand You can be on too With the nuts and the geeks Call 1-800-Ima freak 1-800-Ima freak Be the pig-faced man or the monkey girl Come be the big fat lady 'Gator slim with the alligator skin Come be the devil baby Be the pig-faced man or the monkey girl Come be the big fat lady 'Gator slim with the alligator skin Come be the devil baby
3. Hill Farmer's Blues3:45
4. A Place Where We Used To Live4:34

   Letra

   This empty kitchen's where I'd while away the hours Just next to my old chair You'd usually have some flowers The shelves of books Even the picture hooks Everything is gone But my heart is hanging on If this old neighbourhood Survived us both alright Don't know that it withstood All the things that took our light You on the stair I can see you there Everything is gone But my heart is hanging on Once there was a little girl Used to wonder what she would be Went out into the big wide world Now she's just a memory There used to be a little school here Where I learned to write my name But time has been a little cruel here Time has no shame It's just a place where We used to live It's just a place where We used to live Now in another town You lead another life And now upstairs and down You're someone else's wife Here in the dust There's not a trace of us Everything is gone But my heart is hanging on It's just a place where We used to live It's just a place where We used to live
5. Quality Shoe3:56

   Letra

   You got your toecaps reinforced with steel (And a) Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe You don't want no stand-by pair Cause these'll take the wear and tear Made to take good care of you For that trip by road or rail For extra grip on those rocky trails You're gonna need a quality shoe Now they maybe ain't too hot for dancing But I don't foresee too much of that You ain't exactly gonna be prancing Around in the moonlight With a cane and a top hat If you could use a change of pace And be excused from the rat race Just take a look at what's on view Lace 'em up, walk around I guarantee you can't wear 'em down You're gonna need a quality shoe Now I wish you sunny skies And happiness wherever you may go But you got to realise There'll be wind, there'll be rain And occasional snow You're gonna want to smile in them If you're gonna walk a mile in them There'll be times when you'll be blue To laugh at rainy days and then Make your getaways in them You're gonna need a quality shoe You got your toecaps reinforced with steel (You got your) Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe
6. Fare Thee Well Northumberland6:29

   Letra

   Come drive me down to the central station I hate to leave my river Tyne For some dawn town that's God-forsaken Fare thee well, Northumberland Although I'll go where the lady takes me She'll never tell what's in her hand I do not know what fate awaits me Fare thee well, Northumberland My heart beats for my streets and alley Longs to Dwell in the borderlands The North-East shore and the river valleys Fare thee well Northumberland I may not stay, I'm bound for leaving I'm bound to ramble and to roam I only say my heart is grieving I would not gamble on my coming home Roll on, Geordie boy, roll Roll on, Geordie boy, roll Roll on, Geordie boy, roll Roll on, Geordie boy, roll So drive me down to the central station I hate to leave my river Tyne For some dawn town that's God-forsaken Goodbye old friend of mine Although I'll go where the lady takes me She'll never tell what's in her hand I do not know what fate awaits me Fare thee well, Northumberland So roll on, Geordie boy, roll Roll on, Geordie boy, roll Roll on, Geordie boy, roll Roll on, Geordie boy, roll
7. Marbletown3:33

   Letra

   Roll out here mister If you need a little rest Lay me down in Marbletown A bone yard is the best There was a bad bull on the railroad Tried to pull me off this train Lay me down in Marbletown 'Til the coast is clear again I can hear them a-hollerin' 'We got a man down here We got a man down' I'm gonna flip me a cannonball That won't stop for anyone Lay me down in Marbletown Wait 'til morning comes I'm gonna roll out here in the tombstones Wait here on my train Lay me down in Marbletown I hope that it don't rain And I can still hear them hollerin' 'We got a man down here We got a man down' Roll out here mister If you need a little rest Lay me down in Marbletown A bone yard is the best
8. You Don't Know You're Born5:20
9. Coyote5:56

   Letra

   Look at me Coyote Don't let a little road dust put you off You can't judge a book Well you know that stuff There's a tear in my upholstery And a hole in my shoe But don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do You can't catch me Coyote Though there may be blood on the tracks There may be some bridges burning Behind our backs But I got my laundry on the backseat And an itinerary too And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Now I'm a speck on your horizon Getting smaller fast An ambush wouldn't be surprising I hope it's better than your last Once again the roadrunner Leaves the coyote in the dust You've got another plan of action But we all know it ain't never gonna work It must be hard having dog dreams That never come true And don't you just wish that you could Make half of the speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do
10. The Ragpicker's Dream4:20
11. Daddy's Gone To Knoxville2:48
12. Old Pigweed4:34

    Letra

    Everything was in there That you'd want to see Corned beef and onions And true love Turnips and tinned tomatoes Parsnips and A few potatoes A couple extra blessings From above Now this here mingle-Mangle Was my best one yet A big old bad goulash Worth waiting for And I'm just about to dip my can Taste some brotherhood of man When I get A feeling That there's A flaw Who put old pigweed In the mulligan Was it you Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew I close my eyes For just A minute What do you do Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew You won't find self-Improvement or philosophy In A dumpster sitting by The kitchen door There's plenty leek and humble pie Ain't too much ham on rye Sometimes I wonder What I'm looking for But A spoonful of forgiveness Goes A long, long way And we all should do our best To get along Add A pinch of kindness crumbling To your loving dumpling Okra for thickening When something's wrong But who put old pigweed In the mulligan Was it you Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew I close my eyes For just A minute What do you do Who put old pigweed In the mulligan stew