The Poor Ditching Boy Lyrics

Was there ever a winter so cold and so sad
The river too weary to flood
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood

I was looking for trouble to tangle my line
But trouble came looking for me
I knew I was standing on treacherous ground
I was sinking too fast to run free

With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood

I would not be asking, I would not be seen
A-beggin' on mountain or hill
But I'm ready and blind with my hands tied behind
I've neither a mind nor a will

With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood

It's bitter the need of the poor ditching boy
He'll always believe what they say
They tell him it's hard to be honest and true
Does he mind if he doesn't get paid?

With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood

Richard Thompson - Watching The Dark: The History of Richard Thompson

May 1993

1. A Man In Need
2. Crash The Party
3. Bird In God's Garden / Lost And Found
4. Now Be Thankful
5. A Sailor's Life
6. Genesis Hall
7. The Knife-Edge
8. Walking On A Wire
9. Small Town Romance
10. Shepherd's March / Maggie Cameron
11. Wall Of Death
12. For Shame Of Doing Wrong
13. Back Street Slide
14. Strange Affair
15. Borrowed Time
16. From Galway To Graceland
17. Bogie's Bonnie Belle
18. Poor Wee Jockey Clarke
19. Jet Plane In A Rocking Chair
20. Dimming Of The Day
21. Old Man Inside A Young Man
22. Never Again
23. Hokey Pokey (The Ice Cream Song)
24. A Heart Needs A Home
25. Beat The Retreat
26. Al Bowlly's In Heaven
27. Walking Through A Wasted Land
28. When The Spell Is Broken
29. Little Blue Number
30. I Ain't Going To Drag My Feet No More
31. Withered And Died
32. Nobody's Wedding
33. The Poor Ditching Boy
34. The Great Valerio
35. Twisted
36. Calvary Cross
37. Jennie
38. Shoot Out The Lights