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Jethro Tull - Jack-A-Lynn

Cold aeroplanes, slow boats, warm trains
Remind me of Jack-A-Lynn.
Lush hotels and pretty girls
Won't share the misty mood I'm in.
Silly, sad, I've never had
To write this before.
Oh, Jack-A-Lynn.

Funny how long nights alone
And thoughts of Jack-A-Lynn.
When phantoms tread around my bed
To offer restless dreams they bring.

And it's just the time and place to find
A sad song to play
For Jack-A-Lynn.

Magpies that shriek, old boots that leak
Call me the Jack-A-Lynn.
Cold black cats in policeman's hats
Nosing where the mice have been.

And the lonely hours, forgiving now,
And I'm far, far from home.
A Jack-A-Lynn.
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