Mr. Grey (feat. Civilian)

There's no hindsight never been forseen

He'll take no more of your third degree

The Devil may come at a quarter to three

And he sits all alone

Some Mother's Son has been outdone

He'll run like a child he'll run til he's done

Its coming round a quarter to one

And he sits all alone



Another dock of a bay

Wearing charcoal Grey

He is drinking today

Another dock of a bay

Wearing charcoal Grey

Drifting away



It's been hard won such a troublesome way

Been living hard forever and a day

He won't hear them or what they have to say

And he sits all alone

There'll be no last call for this absentee

Save your Comfort now salvation Tennesee

Its coming round a quater to three

And he sits all alone



Another dock of a bay

Wearing charcoal Grey

He is drinking today

Another dock of a bay

Wearing charcoal Grey

Drifting away