Fairport Convention
Part I

Little did I think when the judge first spoke
Those awful words to me
That I would feel again the cold winds blow
And a heart would beat in 'Babbacombe' Lee
I was born to lead a life of sorrow
I've friends hang their heads in shame
Growing tired and weary of the morrow
Tortured by my terrible name
When I was fifteen, my father called to me
Saying "Now you are a man and all men work
There's a lady and they say her name's Miss Keyes
Her pony's very old, it needs a nurse"
For eighteen months I worked for her at ?Hadley Glen?
She was like a mother to me
But time goes slowly when you're thinking wishfully
Of all the other places to be
There were boats drifting in the harbour
There were sailors talking in the town
That's the life for a boy who wants to wander
For a man who doesn't want to settle down


Mirror lyrics:

For a man who doesn't want to settle down
That's the life for a boy who wants to wander
There were sailors talking in the town
There were boats drifting in the harbour
Of all the other places to be
But time goes slowly when you're thinking wishfully
She was like a mother to me
For eighteen months I worked for her at ?Hadley Glen?
Her pony's very old, it needs a nurse"
There's a lady and they say her name's Miss Keyes
Saying "Now you are a man and all men work
When I was fifteen, my father called to me
Tortured by my terrible name
Growing tired and weary of the morrow
I've friends hang their heads in shame
I was born to lead a life of sorrow
And a heart would beat in 'Babbacombe' Lee
That I would feel again the cold winds blow
Those awful words to me
Little did I think when the judge first spoke


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