own bell, this fine morning, yeah Hope everyone's connected to that long distance phone Old man, he's a mountain, old man, he's an island Old man, he
Marty loved the sound of the stolen mandolin Somebody took it on a dare in the nighttime Run up to the radio, calling out to the wind Now, bring it, bring
carries me through you Got a job in a southern city, got some lead-free in my tank Now I must whisper goodbye, I'm bound for the mainland Island in
I walked out in the city night A burnin' in my eyes like it was broad daylight And it was hot, down there in the crowd The stars went out behind a thunder
Breaking hearts in a market town She eats fillet of sole and washes it down with sparkling wine Nice girl, but a bad girl's better, qualifies in both
I have no credit rating And it might not take a lot, to be alone just like you Heading up and out now, from your rock island Really good to have had
Money speaks, soft hearts lose, the truth only whispers It's the whaler's dues I've been running on diesel been running on coal Running on borrowed time
However hair shirt 'round my shoulder Got a cold stew in my spoon And I'm fallin' on my head, liftin' feet of lead Now it's got me bayin' at the moon
Working on the late shift First drink of the day Pull a chair up to the table Have to look the other way What kind of place am I in And who's this over
you're drowning well, the tide goes down You're back on your Rock Island, Rock Island Rock Island Rock Island Rock Island Rock, Rock, Rock Rock Island
. And just as you're drowning, well, the tide goes down. And you're back on your Rock Island. Rock Island. Rock Island. Rock Island. Rock Island.
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: I wear a hair shirt round my shoulder. Got a cold stew in my spoon. And I'm falling on my head, lifting feet of lead now it's got me baying at the
: Breaking hearts in a market town. She eats filet of sole and washes it down with sparkling wine. Nice girl, but a bad girl's better. Qualifies
: I walked out in the city night, A burning in my eyes, like it was broad daylight. And it was hot, down there in the crowd. The stars went out behind
: Working on the late shift, first drink of the day. Pull a chair up to the table, have to look the other way. What kind of place am I in? And who'
