Dignity

There's a man I meet, walks up our street He's a worker for the council, has been twenty years And he takes no lip off nobody and litter off the gutter Puts it in a bag and never thinks to mutter And he packs his lunch in a sunblest bag, the children call him bogie He never lets on but I know 'cause he once told me He let me know a secret about the money in his kitty He's gonna buy a dinghy, gonna call her dignity And I'll sail her up the west coast, through villages and towns I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doing their rounds They'll ask me how I got her, I'll say, "I saved my money" They'll say, "Isn't she pretty, that ship called Dignity" And I'm telling this story in a faraway scene Sipping down raki and reading Maynard Keynes And I'm thinking about home and all that that means And a place in the winter for dignity And I'll sail her up the west coast, through villages and towns I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doing their rounds They'll ask me how I got her, I'll say, "I saved my money" They'll say, "Isn't she pretty, that ship called Dignity" I'll set it up, set it up, set it up Set it up, set it up, set it up Yeah, set it up again, set it up again Set it up again, set it up again Set it up, set it up, set it up Set it up, set it up, set it up Yeah, set it up again, set it up again Set it up again, set it up again And I'm thinking about home And I'm thinking about faith And I'm thinking about work And I'm thinking, how good it would be To be here some day on a ship called Dignity A ship called Dignity, that ship