I don't know what was going down In the dark recesses of my soul If you see something amicable Darling i would be the last to know Outside a train station in birmingham Let the rain wash my boots caked with coal Well I heard you needed me back in athens town Ah but darling I would be the last to know I heard your daddy he don't like me much 'Cause I come from the wrong side of your moat If he could I know he would steal my crutch But then darling I would be the last to know