I am Jeremiah Dixon
I am a Geordie boy
A glass of wine with you, sir
And the ladies I'll enjoy
All Durham and Northumberland
Is measured up by my own hand
It was my fate from birth
To make my mark upon the earth...
He calls me Charlie Mason
A stargazer am I
It seems that I was born
To chart the evening sky
They'd cut me out for baking bread
But I had other dreams instead
This baker's boy from the west country
Would join the Royal Society...
We are sailing to Philadelphia
A world away from the coaly Tyne
Sailing to Philadelphia
To draw the line
The Mason-Dixon line
Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon
But I swear you'll make me mad
The West will kill us both
You gullible Geordie lad
You talk of liberty
How can America be free
A Geordie and a baker's boy
In the forest of the Iroquois...
Now hold your head up, Mason
See America lies there
The morning tide has raised
The capes of Delaware
Come up and feel the sun
A new morning is begun
Another day will make it clear
Why your stars should guide us here...
We are sailing to Philadelphia
A world away from the coaly Tyne
Sailing to Philadelphia
To draw the line
The Mason-Dixon line
© Mark Knopfler and James Taylor
3 comentarios:
Me gusta mucho tu bloc...
Qué razón Pedro Terán
cuand dijo que me diera una vuelta
por aquí.
Bonitas fotos
y bonita intención.
Saludos desde el otro lado de la Luna
Gracias por tu visita, espero que disfrutes también de la música, que ya sabes que "calma las fieras" ;-)
Y gracias también a Pedro por la recomendación :-)
Antes de oir el tema, no pude evitar traer a mi mente "Streets of Philadelphia", de Bruce Springteen. Que buen tema.
Y bueno, este Mark Knopfler siempre tiene una cancion mas escondida por ahi.
"Is what it is" :) .
Precisa la imagen. Esperando para navegar otra vez, eh?.
Saludos Parchesianos.
Irnov
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