Sky and the sun Lyrics

Hey Reverend, I got a story to tell
Concerning my brother John Wright
His wife Marie and his daughter Labelle
And a bailiff called Harry the Night

Well John my brother was different to me
His pleasure was gathering stones
While I was following silvery trails
He was building a home

But hard times moved in at the end of our street
Knocked on the doors one by one
If it comes to the bills or the food that you eat
You do what has to be done

So hey bailiff, is there any more mercy to come?
I'm getting left behind
Am I ever gonna find
The place with the sky and the sun

Well one night there came a knock on the door
And there stood an unsmiling face
It was Harry the Night, behind him there were four
They walked in and cleaned out the place

'So why did I work? Why did I try
Why did I struggle to please?
I should have tried living on other men's backs
And taking there money with ease

So hey bailiff, is there any more mercy to come?
I'm getting left behind
Am I ever gonna find
The place with the sky and the sun

Hey bailiff you bastard, your black soul I curse
For stealing the dreams of the poor
In my waking hours it's for vengeance that I thirst
And the bailiff to knock on your door

So cast on the waters the rosy flowered stems
Cast off the touch of the sun
Cast brother John to the tide and the Thames
The work of the bailiff is done

So hey bailiff, is there any more mercy to come?
I'm getting left behind
Am I ever gonna find
The place with the sky and the sun

So hey bailiff, is there any more mercy to come?
I'm getting left behind
Am I ever gonna find
The place with the sky and the sun