Za's Stair - Run, Davey Durrits
Run, Davey Durrits
Through the junk and jive
They cling to Dare, though not alive
Brass and conundrum
Swamp the stately vain
The cannonball is waiting
To fire at them again
Varlets and preachers
Clad in like attire
Reach for the beacon
So soon to expire
So run Davey Durrits
Through the clash and stain
The oft-relit candle
Is burning in vain
Run, Davey Durrits
The hour is slumped with age
She knows you are coming
Yet still she delays
Run, Davey Durrits
The hour is slumped with age
She knows you are coming
Yet still she delays
Written by:
Frank DiPietro
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