The Docks of My Hometown

Some people say

Nothing good comes out of this town

Some people say

There’s no saints here to be found

All your best ships have sunk

And all the bombs hit home

But the city never sleeps

From a resounding drone

And if the cold air ain’t getting you down

And if your ship, she ain’t running aground

And if your heart flame is burning

Deep inside

C’mon get down to the docks

Of my hometown tonight

C’mon get down to the docks

Of my hometown tonight

As I walk from

The Bargate to the walls

And the call of the wild

Evening gulls

There’s a light above

The Western Esplanade

Where the boats come in

On a misty haze

And if the cold air ain’t getting you down

And if your ship, she ain’t running aground

And if your heart flame

Is burning deep inside

C’mon get down to the docks

Of my hometown tonight