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The drinking dens are spilling out
thereand's staggering in the square
thereand's lads and lasses falling about
and a crackling in the air
down around the dungeon doors
the shelters and the queues
everybodyand's looking for
somebodyand's arms to fall into
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
Thereand's frost on the graves and the monuments
but the taverns are warm in town
people curse the government
and shovel hot food down
the lights are out in city hall
the castle and the keep
the moon shines down upon it all
the legless and asleep
And itand's cold on the tollgate
with the wagons creeping through
cold on the tollgate
god knows what i could do with you
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
The garrison sleeps in the citadel
with the ghosts and the ancient stones
high up on the parapet
a scottish piper stands alone
and high on the wind
the highland drums begin to roll
and something from the past just comes
and stares into my soul
And itand's cold on the tollgate
with the caledonian blues
cold on the tollgate
god knows what i could do with you
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
what it is
itand's what it is now
Thereand's a chink of light, thereand's a burning wick
thereand's a lantern in the tower
wee willie winkie with a candlestick
still writing songs in the wee wee hours
on charlotte street i take
a walking stick from my hotel
the ghost of dirty dick
is still in search of little nell
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
oh itand's what it is
what it is now
Mark knopfler
What It Is
What It Is
The drinking dens are spilling out
thereand's staggering in the square
thereand's lads and lasses falling about
and a crackling in the air
down around the dungeon doors
the shelters and the queues
everybodyand's looking for
somebodyand's arms to fall into
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
Thereand's frost on the graves and the monuments
but the taverns are warm in town
people curse the government
and shovel hot food down
the lights are out in city hall
the castle and the keep
the moon shines down upon it all
the legless and asleep
And itand's cold on the tollgate
with the wagons creeping through
cold on the tollgate
god knows what i could do with you
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
The garrison sleeps in the citadel
with the ghosts and the ancient stones
high up on the parapet
a scottish piper stands alone
and high on the wind
the highland drums begin to roll
and something from the past just comes
and stares into my soul
And itand's cold on the tollgate
with the caledonian blues
cold on the tollgate
god knows what i could do with you
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
what it is
itand's what it is now
Thereand's a chink of light, thereand's a burning wick
thereand's a lantern in the tower
wee willie winkie with a candlestick
still writing songs in the wee wee hours
on charlotte street i take
a walking stick from my hotel
the ghost of dirty dick
is still in search of little nell
and itand's what it is
itand's what it is now
oh itand's what it is
what it is now
