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Tinker Taylor sold yourself me away on the open tideBlow away, stowaway hitch a ride, go a way to the ArgentineWhy is it that we are looking for someone, trying to see the light?Never without when livin' with someoneWere just tryin' to realise and why, yeah!What? yeah!I never thought of youNever thought that life was so trueNever to see the lightBosses just robbers, uncles, cousins, never lovers Whereby ever got hit that tightWhy is it that we are looking for someone, trying to see the light?Never just a lookin', never finding no oneWhere just trying to realise and why.... Yeah!Woooohhh.. woooh!Tinker TaylorWill they make her?Will one save her or else?Oooh bring her home to me From Letras Mania