Don't let them sell your dreams short
If they're tearing at your heart
Out on the west coast
They walk on golden boulevards
Back east it tastes so sweet
Like paradise
Angels walk on Main Street
Window shop in New York heat
And the taxis weave and pirouette
Buildings stand so tall
Built by men
Before you or I were ever born
When my Grandpappa sailed to New York
And he took his family way up over Boston
My Pappa, went to Scotland
Three small children watch The Clyde
Where the men built ships, built with pride
The same as their fathers before them
The same as their fathers before them
And you might just hear the fog horns
On a misty night
Same as their fathers before them
Pappa bought us all this Hillman Minx
Six Hundred pounds, deluxe
Now I walk on Chinese rugs
That cost a thousand bucks
Once more I'm standing at the window
Still see that Scotston tram
And my fist so tiny in my father's hand
When my Grandpappa sailed to New York
And he took his family way up over Boston
My Pappa, went to Scotland
Three small children watch The Clyde
Where the men built ships, built with pride
The same as their fathers before them
Same as their fathers did before them
And the fog horns blow
And the fog horns blow
When Grandpappa Sailed was written by David Knopfler.
When Grandpappa Sailed was produced by David Knopfler & Adam Fuest.