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The day the town with a drunkard's yell
Silence the slaughterhouse
And the bell
down Shambles alley
Slamming
And the market flies
Newspaper acrobats, and rags
up to Tom's window...
And
Simple Tom looks out across the
into my shipwreck room
Creaking beams and tilting
And the burn
High the cobble streets
Come my shipwreck room
Jenny
We can see hand only
Pulling horse-hair the chair
The splutters
His pupil shrinks, his pupil
You are my Jenny Bailey
Come and with me
the whole town sleeps
Simple Tom looks out across the
across the scaly roofs
Look into my open
Oh, my rooftop
hair and milky skin
Glinting in the
Bailey...