Cobbles - John Martyn

Sixteen on the side, twenty four on the cobbles

What you think you looking at?

What you think that you can do?

I got better things in my life

Than to talk to the likes of you

Out on the cobbles

Sixteen on the side

Where you jump and shout

Out on the cobbles

Twenty four on the cobbles

I’ll show you what it is all about

I can assure you that all the wealth and the weapons stay with me

Just stop looking like, stop looking like that at me

Please don’t mess with me

See what we shall see

Out on the cobbles

Sixteen on the side

See what we shall see

Out on the cobbles

Twenty four on the cobbles

Come out all day with me

Place your bets any time you like

Guess is as good as mine

You’ve got your grass well cut, bushes galore

No war of yours is mine

Out on the cobbles

Out on the cobbles

I’m out on the cobbles

Sixteen on the side, twenty four on the cobbles

Hold up your hands and dance if you can

Stop looking like, stop looking like that at me

Did you like everything you see?

On the cobbles

Sixteen on the side, twenty four on the cobbles

Good clean fight, come out fighting please