Who's turned and spurned by village and town and the Magistrate's decision The creeping cold has fingers that caress without permissionĪnd mystic crystal snowdrops only aggravate the conditionĭo you spare a thought for the gypsy with no secure position

Or do you pull your bed-clothes higher, dream of Summertime instead

When the wind is singing strangely, blowing music through your headĪnd your rain-splattered windows make you decide to stay in bedĭo you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead Whose memories lie in ruins and whose ruins lie in heat When Winter's shadowy fingers first pursue you down the streetĪnd your boots no longer lie about the cold around your feetĭo you spare a thought for Summer whose passage is complete 'He was a wonderful songwriter who will be remembered for his dark and thoughtful compositions, as well as his humour ' Perhaps he remembered the 2001 re-issue of Lindesfarne singer Alan Hull's 1975 album Squire which has this quote from Elvis.

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