Old Taylor said

Old Taylor meant to cry -- oh my

Field Marshall meant

Field Marshall went away again

Watch out below; the tides

Lean heavily like wine

We are all innocent in spite of you and me



Then Martha went

Yes Martha went away again

Down in Transvaal

Where Crocodiles and men fight on

They would have played all night

Even with loaded dice

It's gold that eats the heart away and leaves

The bones -- to dry



Segovia watched

Gendarmerie and all that's all

The radio man

Amanda did you choose your tune

She walked away in time

She walked a crooked line

So gracefully she turned her head

And smiled -- away