The Lark

I'm leaving the city high or dry High or I'm leaving the city Smile for me and look pretty cool and wry Cool and smile for me and look pretty I'm leaving the city high or dry High or I'm leaving the city Call a spade a real pity red and black Red and call a spade a real pity I'm leaving the city can't turn back Can't turn I'm leaving the city Call a spade a real pity red and black Red and call a spade a real pity Here I made a shadow dark No doubt in my mind Fear they'd take me for a lark Maybe they'll catch me from behind I'm leaving the city high or dry High or I'm leaving the city Smile for me and look pretty cool and wry Cool and smile for me and look pretty I'm leaving the city high or dry High or I'm leaving the city Here I made a shadow dark No doubt in my mind Fear they'd take me for a lark Maybe they'll catch me from behind Here I made a shadow dark No doubt in my mind Fear they'd take me for a lark Maybe they'll catch me from behind