The Blacksmith And The Toffee Maker-Jake Thackray

歌手 : Jake Thackray

专辑 : Jake In A Box [The EMI Recordings 1967-1976]

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:13

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The Blacksmith And The Toffee Maker - Jake Thackray

Written by：Jake Thackray

He was a blacksmith by trade

He used to live on his own

She was a little old maid

She was all gristle and bone

Just a crone that you might not have fancied yourself

She was not born to attract

She was lined up for the shelf

If it were not for the fact

The blacksmith loved her well

He loved her like hell

He used to grunt and sigh

Fit to die

But from afar

For he was shy

As blacksmiths often are

She made a meagre livelihood

From her homemade toffee that she'd sell

Up and down the neighbourhood

To a butterscotch and caramel

Clientele optimistically she used to think

That she get a husband yet

She was far too modest to wink

To proud to be coquette

You bet 'cause she'd got a squint

She was skinny she was skint

It never seemed that she

So palpably

Bizarre and banal

Could ever be

Be a femme fatale

Time has no time to spare

And the years pass by as they must

The spinster shivered with despair

And the blacksmith sweated with lust

Fit to bust until one day she went into the church

Her simple heart to disclose

Lord don't leave me in the lurch

Don't turn up your nose God knows I'm not much cop

But my legs go up to the top

Oh tell me why

You've passed me by

And if you can

Dear Lord on high

Get me a man

She she was in for a shock

For high in the tower like a bird

The smith was mending the clock

And he had overheard

Every word he nearly fell off his perch with delight

But stout fellow he kept his head

He didn't snigger as a lot of men might

But in the tones of Jehovah instead

He said you're not bereft

There's a good lad left

He's nothing flash but still

Reliable

Staunch and true

Dear daughter will

Will a blacksmith do

The spinster's eyes opened wide

When she heard the almighty one

In a trembling voice she replied

Lord any man is better than none

Where upon the joyous blacksmith went home at the trot

Dressed up to kill in a tick

Went and asked her if she'd have him or not

And she said yes damn quick

Because she knew her state

It's daft to wait when love is overdue

To miss your cue

Delay or demur

In answer to

A little cri de coeur

This is as much a romance

As all the staff that you get

And not so much a song and a dance

As Romeo and Juliet

Nor as wet because their love didn't go to the head

No call to go berserk

The spinster went up to bed

And the blacksmith went to work

Don't smirk such loves are few

They were happy and true

They knew their hearts' desires

As love requires

With no deceits

He used his fires

To melt her sweets