From the recording ALONE
Track 11 - From the album 'ALONE' by Alan Fennah
Lyrics
VERSE 1
If you wake at night
To the sound of horses feet
Don’t look out the window
Or down into the street
For them that ask no questions
Get no Lies
Sneaking through the night
With what they hide
MIDDLE 1
Whiskey for the priest that’s waiting
Brandy for the clerk
Perfumes for the genteel ladies
Creeping through the dark
VERSE 2
Fifteen chestnut ponies on their way
To a secret destination around the bay
Watch the walls my darling
Don’t look ‘round
Even the brave won’t ask them
What they’ve found
MIDDLE 2
Clay pipes for the hawkers waiting
Barrels with no mark
Flaked tobacco for the gentry
From shadows in the dark
CHORUS
Oh turn a blind-eye
To the horseman’s trail
And the shipwreck stranded
In a moonlit bay
When daylight comes
Nothing will remain
No trace, not a horse
Just the ghosts of the smuggler’s trail
GUITAR SOLO
MIDDLE 1
Whiskey for the priest that’s waiting
Brandy for the clerk
Perfumes for the genteel ladies
Creeping through the dark
CHORUS
Oh turn a blind-eye
To the horseman’s trail
And the shipwreck stranded
In a moonlit bay
When daylight comes
Nothing will remain
No trace, not a horse
Just the ghosts of the smugglers
CHORUS (repeat)
Oh turn a blind-eye
To the horseman’s trail
And the shipwreck stranded
In a moonlit bay
When daylight comes
Nothing will remain
No trace, not a horse
Just the ghosts of the smuggler’s trail
OUTRO (to fade)
The smuggler’s Tale
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