The Old Changing Way — текст песни (thompson richard)

I`m Darby the tinker and my brother is Tam
We go where the work is, my boys, and we work where we can
With the mending and fixing, it`s together we stay
Intending our fortunes to try on the old changing way
We come to your cities and we call on your wives
We`ll fix up your kettles, please dear missus, we`ll sharpen your knives
And we always agreed that together we`d stay
Intending our fortunes to try on the old changing way
At times they grew scanty and the money grew thin
We worked for a song but the money it didn`t come in
Now brothers are kindred but hard times betray
And so we stumbled apart on the old changing way
We never agreed to divide our tin
And when you`re out of love with your brother, your hard times begin
For the spikes and the brothels, they`re shameful to see
But don`t you travel alone, boys, this warning you take from me
You must share with your nearest till the end of your days
Or else it`s forever you`re on the old changing way