The Tin Smythe

The Tin Smythe Cover

 

Yeah, sure
She wants her watch all prim and proper
“Get it done by the party held on estate this day.
I can’t wait, little man.
I can’t wait.”

Yeah, sure
He wants new vane to show him weather
“Get it up on the barn.
Before the season starts to slip away, boy.
I can’t wait, little man.
I can’t wait.”

‘Cus I am the Tin Smythe
Leather-aproned and wire-witted

I will carry on politely
And you will see all that I’ve got
You will leave so very happy
Exiting my shop

But I don’t ever remember
Hearing you talk about my fine quality
And I would venture my mare
That my name, it wouldn’t appear
In any ledgers you keep
Listing local dignitaries…oh no

For I am the Tin Smythe
Leather-aproned and wire-witted

(making metal constellations)
You will never know the molten breeze
Locked up away inside the ballroom
(draped in brightest gold)
I can handle my expertise
I’m working hard
What do you do?

I am the Tin Smythe
Leather-aproned and wire-witted

Yeah, sure
Their want has grown to great proportions
Not a soul who would take on the big burden of befriending me
I can’t wait anymore for this
I can’t wait

 

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