Leaving London

With a dark and rolling sea
Between my love and me
As I walk thru this cold and lonesome town

There's a wish for a better day
I need a place to stay
If it's just board to spread my blanket down

Off and on to change my shirt
Just to wash away the dirt
Then it's over to American Express

Not a letter do I find
She didn't even send one line
Though I know she has my forwarding address

If I could beg, steal, or borrow
A ticket on someones ship or plane
I'd leave old London tomorrow
To fly to my one true love again

Last night at the Troubadour
Was so full they barred the door
I sang a song that she loves so well

But it wouldn't take too long
To make up another song
Of a lonesome and sad farewell

If I could beg, steal, or borrow
A ticket on someones ship or plane
I'd leave old London tomorrow
To fly to my one true love again
I'd leave old London tomorrow
To fly to my one true love again