Maddy Prior Follow

Dressed up in green velvet, their silver buckles shine
Soon they'll be blurry eyed under a keg of wine

Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll

See that lover standing, staring at the ground
He's looking for the real thing, lies were all he found
You can get the real thing it will only cost a pound

Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll

There goes a troubled woman, she dreams a troubled dream
She lives out on the highway, she keeps her money clean
Soon she'll be returning to the place where she's the queen

Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll

You can be a gambler who never drew a hand
You can be a sailor who never left dry land
You can be Lord Jesus, all the world will understand

Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll

Dressed up in green velvet, their silver buckles shine
Soon they'll be blurry eyed under a keg of wine