Deacon blue- dignity — Deacon blue- dignity | караоке с текстом и отключением вокала

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 Sunday's bag, the children call him "Bogey". He never lets on, but I know 'cause 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. I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doing their 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 telling this story in a faraway scene. Sipping down raki and reading Maynard Keynes. And I'm thinking about home and all that that 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 doing their 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. Ah, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, yeah, sail it up again, sail it up again, sail it up again, sail it up again. Sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, sail it up, yeah, sail it up again, sail it up again, sail it up again, sail it up again. And I'm thinking about home and I'm singing about faith. And I'm thinking about work. And I'm thinking how good it would be to be here some day. On a ship called Dignity. A ship called Dignity. Yeah, that ship.