One Man's Rubbish Lyrics by Beautiful South
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(Kilvington / Greaves)

He picks up the pieces
Of long gone days
Of old fashioned people
And old fashioned ways
He picks up the pieces
Where nothing remains
And puts them away
'Til they're wanted again

One for the memory
One for the road
One man's rubbish
Is another man's gold

He likes Hank Snow
And Roy Orbison tunes
He drinks whisky all night
And he howls at the moon
He sits by the Humber
When days abate
And thinks about the things
That the world throws away

One for the memory
One for the road
One man's rubbish
Is another man's gold

I'm thinking of a girl
And the old river cries
As she's standing on the bridge
Of a barge going by
I swear she waved at me
Big ol' tears in her eyes
And they're taking the coal to Newcastle

One for the memory
One for the road
One man's rubbish
Is another man's gold
One for the memory
One for the road
One man's rubbish
Is another man's gold
(Kilvington / Greaves)      He picks up the pieces   Of long gone days   Of old fashioned people   And old fashioned ways   He picks up the pieces   Where nothing remains   And puts them away   'Til they're wanted again      One for the memory   One for the road   One man's rubbish   Is another man's gold      He likes Hank Snow   And Roy Orbison tunes   He drinks whisky all night   And he howls at the moon   He sits by the Humber   When days abate   And thinks about the things   That the world throws away      One for the memory   One for the road   One man's rubbish   Is another man's gold      I'm thinking of a girl   And the old river cries   As she's standing on the bridge   Of a barge going by   I swear she waved at me   Big ol' tears in her eyes   And they're taking the coal to Newcastle      One for the memory   One for the road   One man's rubbish   Is another man's gold   One for the memory   One for the road   One man's rubbish   Is another man's gold