From an old tin cup (Words & Music by David Harley)
A curiously old-fashioned song. The words have been hanging around for at least 30 years, and I can’t remember what prompted them.
Backup:
I’ve got this feeling that can’t be bad
I’ve seen the end of feeling sad
Thanking fate for a little luck
Drinking life from an old tin cup
I had this dream that by and by
My time would come for living high
Eyes wide open for the best way up
To drinking life from a golden cup
But that’s all changed since you found your way
Back into my heart where you used to stay
Thanking fate for a little luck
Still drinking life from an old tin cup
There was sweet wine I used to sip
Now I need the taste of your honey lips
Thanking fate for a little luck
Drinking life from an old tin cup
One fine morning, pretty soon
We’ll set sail on a poor man’s honeymoon
Thanking fate for a little luck
And drinking life from an old tin cup
David Harley
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