Ripples (Live)

I walk around town, ain't got no car
Just the clothes on my back
And my battered, old guitar
I play on my own now, ain't got me no band
I throw down my cap
Where the statue once stood
At the base of the stand

There's ripples out on the water
And there's doubt in the air
You know, I might be a pauper
But I'm still debonair

It's a blustery day
But the answers ain't blowing
Just loads of old paper
Yesterdays discarded news
I sing a range of songs for you now
But it's mainly the blues
About love and betrayal
You know I still care
When you say I'm no good

There's ripples out on the water
And there's doubt in the air
You know, I might be a pauper
But I'm still debonair

Another day, another song
Where did it all go wrong?
Things have never been the same
Since you've been gone
I spend my time on the streets now
One doorway to the next
But I still remember
Your hand on my shoulder
Your kiss on my lips

There's ripples out on the water
And there's doubt in the air
You know, I might be a pauper
But I'm still debonair

You know, I might be a pauper
But I'm still debonair



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Gallagher
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