Текст песни Pilot Of A Private Yacht

They treat him well enough though

As he takes them to the warmest seas

As they enjoy the silence

And seclusion of the sun lounge

They have to thank him

For their daily glass of port or sherry

He has to thank them

For his daily bottle of red wine

Eating with the company, downstairs

Of two uncomprehending strangers
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The boat visits exotic lands

He develops his suntan

He does his job well

And they tell him so each evening

He goes to sleep each night

To bad dreams from his childhood

Whispering small prayer to thank you

For the job he has today

Eating with the company, downstairs

Of two uncomprehending elderly strangers