john williamson – short of a quid lyrics
well i’ve listened with patience to all your sad tales,
when you’re short of a smoke or the pub’s got not ale,
but tell me fair d-nk-m, i don’t want you to kid,
have you ever been sipping and short of a quid.
have you been to strange town in search of job,
where a stranger’s not welcome by the local born mob.
you’ve probably done the same thing as i did,
stood around in the bar and was short of a quid.
as i gazed at the drinkers all quenching their thirst,
my lips were so dry i thought they would burst.
i reckoned someone would notice but no-body did
they’ve apparently never been short of a quid.
the publican’s looks were black as the night,
and i heard someone whisper, ‘this bloke’s on the
bite’’.
so i held up my wrist-watch and called for a bid,
but no one would buy it or lend me a quid.
oh you blokes who have money to travel in style,
may laugh at my story but i too can smile.
to the ?traveller? and the drifter i’ll raise my old
head,
‘cause they know what it’s like to be short of a quid.
well i’ve listened with patience to all your sad tales,
when you’re short of a smoke, or the pub’s got no ale,
but tell me you gypsies i don’t want you to kid,
have you ever been travelling short of a quid.
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