Richard Thompson
The Old Changing Way
[Verse 1]
I'm Darby the tinker, my brother is Tam
We go where the work is, my boys, and we work where we can
With the mending and fixing, it's together we stay
Intending our fortunes to try on the old changing way
[Verse 2]
We come to your cities, we call on your wives
We'll fix up your kettles, please dear missus, we'll sharpen your knives
And we always agreed it's together we'd stay
Intending our fortunes to try on the old changing way
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
Oh, the times thеy grew scanty, the money grеw thin
We worked for a song but the money it didn't come in
Now brothers are kindred but hard times betray
And so we stumbled apart on the old changing way
[Verse 4]
And we never agreed to divide our tin
But when you're out of love with your brother, your hard times begin
For the spikes and the brothels, they're painful to see
But don't you travel alone, my boys, take this warning by me
You must share with your nearest till the end of your days
Or else it's forever you must run on the old changing way