Night Drifter

DRIFTING ON A BOAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN,

SITS A LITTLE BLOKE, DRINKING FROM A FLASK,
NO STORM AT SEA TONIGHT, JUST SOME WEIRD DEVOTION,
ITS COLD ALTHOUGH IT'S DRY BUT HOW LONG WILL HIS LUCK LAST ?

WHAT THE HELL'S HE DOING THERE - IS THE OLD MAN MAD ?
WHAT'S HIS NATIONALITY - IS HE GOOD OR BAD
WHAT'S GOING TO BECOME OF HIM, WHEN HIS FOOD RUNS OUT ?
OR WHEN THE SEA GETS ROUGH AGAIN, HE'LL DIE WITHOUT A DOUBT,

WITHOUT A DOUBT.

A HUNDRED MILES OR MORE, HE WOULD HAVE TO GO,
TO REACH THE NEAREST SHORE - OH I DON'T UNDERSTAND,
A RICKETY OLD BOAT, AND NOTHIN' WHICH TO ROW.
HE'S NEVER GOING TO LIVE, SO FAR AWAY FROM LAND.

HE SITS THERE ALONE, PUFFING ON A FAG,
IS HE AWARE THESE ARE HIS FINAL DAYS ?
HIS EYES SLOWLY CLOSE, HE TAKES A FINAL DRAG.
IS HE GOING TO DIE OR IS THIS JUST A SLEEPING PHASE ?

WHAT THE HELL'S HE DOING THERE - IS THE OLD MAN MAD ?

WHAT'S HIS NATIONALITY - IS HE GOOD OR BAD
WHAT'S GOING TO BECOME OF HIM, WHEN HIS FOOD RUNS OUT ?
OR WHEN THE SEA GETS ROUGH AGAIN, HE'LL DIE WITHOUT A DOUBT,
WITHOUT A DOUBT.

Track Info
Music & Lyrics - Jim Gilchrist
Produced by Jim Gilchrist
Recorded at CLV Studios. Bushey, Herts. UK.