Mark Knopfler - What It Is + lyrics

Lyrics:The drinking dens are spilling outThere\'s staggering in the squareThere\'s lads and lasses falling aboutAnd a crackling in the airDown around the dungeon doorsThe shelters in the queuesEverybody\'s looking forSomebody\'s arms to fall intoAnd it\'s what it isIt\'s what it is nowThere\'s frost on the graves and the monumentsBut the taverns are warm in townPeople curse the governmentAnd shovel hot food downThe lights are out in city hallThe castle and the keepThe moon shines down upon it allThe legless and asleepAnd it\'s cold on a tollgateWith the wagons creeping throughCold on a tollgateGod knows what I could do with youAnd It\'s what it isIt\'s what it is nowThe garrison sleeps and the citadelWith the ghosts and the ancient stonesHigh up on the parapetA Scottish piper stands aloneAnd high on the windThe highland drums begin to rollAnd something from the past just comesAnd stares into my soulAnd it\'s cold on a tollgateWhere the Caledonian bluesCold on a tollgateGod knows what I could do with youAnd It\'s what it isIt\'s what it is nowWhat it isIt\'s what it is nowThere\'s a chink of lightThere\'s a burning wick There\'s a lantern in the towerWee Willie Winkie with a candlestickStill writing songs in the wee wee hoursOn Charlotte Street I takeA walking stick from my hotelThe ghost of Dirty DickIs still in search of Little NellAnd it\'s what it isIt\'s what it is nowOh it\'s what it isWhat it is now