Dignity by DEACON BLUE
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There's a man I meet, walks up our street,
He's a worker for the council,
Has been twenty years.
And he takes no lip off nobody, and litter off the gutter,
Puts it in a bag, and never thinks to mutter.
And he packs his lunch in a "Sunblest "bag,
The children call him bogie.
He never lets on, but I know 'cos he once told me.
He let me know a secret, about the money in his kitty.
He's gonna buy a dinghy, gonna call her "Dignity".
And I'll sail her up the west coast,
Through villages and towns.
And I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doin' the rounds.
They'll ask me how I got her, I'll say I saved my money.
They'll say, isn't she pretty,
That ship called Dignity.
And I'm tellin' this story, in a faraway scene.
Sippin' down Raki, and reading Maynard Keynes.
And I'm thinking 'bout home, and all that it means,
And a place in the winter for Dignity.
And I'll sail her up the west coast,
Through villages and towns.
I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doin' the rounds.
They'll ask me how I got her, I'll say I saved my money.
They'll say, isn't she pretty,
That ship called Dignity.
Sailin' up, sailin' up, sailin' up, sailin' up, sailin' up, sailin' up.
Yeah, sailin' up again, sailin' up again, sailin' up again, sailin' up again.
repeat (x 2)
And I'm thinking about home.
And I'm thinking about faith.
And I'm thinking about work.
And I'm thinking about how good it would be,
to be here someday,
On a ship called Dignity, a ship called Dignity,
That ship.