Walking through the world of Pigsty Billy

You can feel the sun go down

Holes in your soles and nothing in your pockets

Grinning at the edge of town



Sow the yard with broken bottles

Find a message now and then

Lose the key in a patch of nettles

Never find that door again



Don't you whistle when the wind is rising

Don't tell a chicken who's got the knife

Don't you ask for drink on credit

Don't look twice at any man's wife



The Stars are hard, it's a long December

Bait your line on a frozen pool

All the things you can't remember

Spring will thaw them out, the fool



Buried round behind the chapel

All tied up with a piece of string

A photograph of Greta Garbo

Rabbit's foot and a curtain ring