Lirieke: Tonic. Lemon Parade. Wicked Soldier.

Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man

They say they heard him cry the fool's prayer
They say they heard him cry the fool
They say they heard him cry the fool's prayer
They say that, and they just say that

For, oh, my love's by the old tin wall
She's waiting there, she's waiting there for me
My love's by the old tin wall
She's waiting there, she's waiting there for me

Some say the rope, she is hanging
Some say the rope, she is free
Some say the rope, she is hanging
So say the rope to hang upon me

So say the wise "She can't hear you"
So say the wise "She can't hear"
So say the wise "She can't hear you"
Some say that, and they just say that

For, oh, my love's by the old tin wall
She's waiting there, she's waiting there for me
All others will compare to her
She's waiting there, she's waiting there for me

Oh, my love I have waited here for you
All this time
Oh, my love I have waited here for you
All this time

My love's by the old tin wall
She's waiting there, she's waiting there for me
My love's by the old tin wall
She's waiting there, she's waiting there for me

All others will compare
She'll never know
She'll never know
She'll never know