Lyric 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 seems 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 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

       and i m thinking about home
       and i m thinking about faith
       and i m thinking about work
       and i m thinking about how good it would be
       to be here some day

       on a ship called dignity
       a ship called dignity
       that ship