Tinker Taylor sold yourself me away on the open tide   Blow away, stowaway hitch a ride, go a way to the Argentine      Why is it that we are looking for someone, trying to see the light?   Never without when livin’ with someone   Were just tryin’ to realise and why, yeah!      What? yeah!      I never thought of you   Never thought that life was so true   Never to see the light   Bosses just robbers, uncles, cousins, never lovers    Whereby ever got hit that tight      Why is it that we are looking for someone, trying to see the light?   Never just a lookin’, never finding no one   Where just trying to realise and why…. Yeah!      Woooohhh.. woooh!   Tinker Taylor   Will they make her?   Will one save her or else?      Oooh bring her home to me