Walking through the world of Pigsty Billy  You can feel the sun go down  Holes in your soles and nothing in your pockets  Grinning at the edge of town  Sow the yard with broken bottles  Find a message now and then  Lose the key in a patch of nettles  Never find that door again  Don't you whistle when the wind is rising  Don't tell a chicken who's got the knife  Don't you ask for drink on credit  Don't look twice at any man's wife  The Stars are hard, it's a long December  Bait your line on a frozen pool  All the things you can't remember  Spring will thaw them out, the fool  Buried round behind the chapel  All tied up with a piece of string  A photograph of Greta Garbo  Rabbit's foot and a curtain ring