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(ian hunter)
There's a place in the city they call the archway
Where we rented three rooms for a dollar a day
And i worked semi-skilled at the capstans for years
And my wife was a good woman but the love disappeared
Sons and daughters, daughters and sons
When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones
Sons and daughters, daughters and sons
How i hope they can cope with the damage i've done
I found me a band, i went out on tour
So the kids wouldn't know i was with them no more
When they said, "where's me dad?" she'd say, "he's a star!"
Oh if only stars knew what fools they all are.
Sons and daughters, daughters and sons
When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones
Sons and daughters, daughters and sons
How i hope they can cope with the damage i've done
I got a new contract, i got a new life
No more capstans for me and i've got a new wife
Sometimes she gets angry, says she wants a family
Then that nightmare returns like a ghost haunting me
Sons and daughters, daughters and sons
When a marriage breaks up you're the loneliest ones
Sons and daughters, daughters and sons
How i hope you all cope with the damage we done
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