Master & a Hound

Where were you when I was still kind

Just a water treader

Waiting on the line

Just a dry gin drinker

Master and a hound

Turned a circus swinger

Look, he’s coming down…

Down

Can you shake it up

Just once for me

Your little globe just so we can see

The snow blowing round your hands

And the wing-nut turned

The song that we both know

Sent us flying round the carnival

You can throw all your lucky coins on me

On me…