[Verse 1]
G C G
Blue skies and red sunsets could wait for me
G C G
They might be paying me off; setting me free
D C G
No more Byzantine bureaucracy for me
[Verse 2]
G C G
But if they take my job, the rest: it’s gone
G C G
This tiny plot of land we call our own
D C G
Is it pride, or fear, or age, or is it home
[Verse 3]
G C G
Yeah, I’m scared; I’ve settled down so long
G C G
But maybe open air and open seas and song
D C G
Can’t tell if this is right; but it don’t seem wrong
[Verse 4]
G C G
So I hold my tongue; they think I wanna stay
G C G
Cos forced redundancy’s a lot of pay
D C G
We buy a motor-home and we’re away
[Bridge]
Am C G
So, I sit and wait, and then I get the call
Am C G
Is this the parting word? ‘Thanks for it all’
D Am G
No. Turns out they need me after all!
[Verse 5]
G C G
The bricks still ours: no need to fly
G C G
We’re safe, secure: no need to cry
D C G
The pension grows as each year passes by
[Verse 6]
G C G
So here I am and here I’m gonna stay
G C G
Retirement’s still a long, long way away
D C G
I’ll see the sky through the window every day