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Old Jack Of Hearts

from A Candle For Durruti by Al Grierson

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OLD JACK OF HEARTS

It’s time for us to leave her, Johnny, leave her
Unwind your aching body from the sea
O, Jack of Hearts, you’re every inch a sailor
Just waiting for the wind to set you free

It’s taken over twenty years to roll the woodpile down
Now we’re headed for the harbour and the houses in the town

Singin haul away the moon until tomorrow
The wind’s in love and lucky like a prayer
That gambles all its grace to be closer to her face
And tangle up its fingers in her hair

They never would’ve called you Jack, the dandy
The man who taught a foxtrot to the whales
But still, Old Jack, you’re every inch a tailor
In dungarees that used to be your sails

There’s fire in the fo’c’sle and the old man doesn’t know
There’s fire in the belly and fire down below

Singin haul away the moon until tomorrow
Too far away from heaven much to care
Since heaven found a home in the fingers of a comb
That hide away so homely in her hair

Then cast your awful eyes across the harbour
Wonder if it rains in Zanzibar
Remembering how forty years a whaler
Were empty as a wish without a star

Now all the lovesick mermaids on the coast of Labrador
Say “Throw your arms around her, Jack, and go to sea no more”

And we’ll haul away the moon until tomorrow
Tonight the stars are falling everywhere
There’s such a pretty stain on the fingers of the rain
That hang in tiny ribbons in her hair

It’s time for us to leave her, Johnny, leave her
Unwind your aching body from the sea
O, Jack of Hearts, you’re every inch a sailor
Be grateful to the love that sets you free

O, Jack of Hearts, you’re every inch a sailor
Be grateful to the love that sets you free

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from A Candle For Durruti, released January 1, 1999

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