Angeline

You've been out on the tiles

Winning the smiles of men of low persuasion

But I know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn

Girl you look like a bad dream

You've been places I've never beenCome home, come home Angeline

Come home, come home Angeline

You've been places I've never beenYou took the small change from the job in the hall

Be back in an hour but you're not back at all

The children are crying, the flowers are dying

There's no food on the table, I don't think I'm able to cope

You've been places I've never beenCome home, come home Angeline

Come home, come home Angeline

You've been places I've never beenCheap perfume and alcohol, dancing on tables

With kisses for strangers, all laughing and howling

And jokes and tall tales that ain't funny at all

Bluffers and smugglers or boozers and gamblers

Jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar

Oh, they've been pushing you too farCome home, come home Angeline

Come home, come home Angeline

You've been places I've never beenCome home, come home Angeline

Come home, come home

You've been places I've never beenYou've been places

You've been places

You've been places