With a dark and rolling sea Between my love and me As I walk thru this cold and lonesome town There's a wish for a better day I need a place to stay If it's just board to spread my blanket down Off and on to change my shirt Just to wash away the dirt Then it's over to American Express Not a letter do I find She didn't even send one line Though I know she has my forwarding address If I could beg, steal, or borrow A ticket on someones ship or plane I'd leave old London tomorrow To fly to my one true love again Last night at the Troubadour Was so full they barred the door I sang a song that she loves so well But it wouldn't take too long To make up another song Of a lonesome and sad farewell If I could beg, steal, or borrow A ticket on someones ship or plane I'd leave old London tomorrow To fly to my one true love again I'd leave old London tomorrow To fly to my one true love again