Captain

Captain’s in the front seat underneath his cap

Papers and tobacco rest in his lap

And he’s humming an old Creedence song

We’re hurtling down the A1

On the way to Leicester to play another show

He sits behind the faders and drinks ‘cos he knows

When Monday comes if all goes to plan

He’s up at dawn and back in the van

And he’ll drive into the night chasing the red tail lights

And he’ll drive into the night, there he’ll witness dawn’s first light

There he’ll witness dawn’s first light

We played until eleven, my hands were getting sore

The ones who stayed to listen cheered for one more

And the soundman, he beamed through the crowd

The encore was three times as loud

Homeward on the backroad, the captain’s in a state

He’s up for work tomorrow, I tell him it’s late

He turns to me and stifles a yawn

‘While you sleep I see every dawn’

And he’ll drive into the night chasing the red tail lights

And he’ll drive into the night, there he’ll witness dawn’s first light

There he’ll witness dawn’s first light