Pocketknife Songtext
von Ferraby Lionheart

When the coast is goin′ under
No, it won't take long; I will find you now.
And when the world is maybe over,
When it′s time to fight, I will hold you tight.
So tie a ribbon to the shoulder of an oak
And wait a while.

You got a pocketknife,
I got a lovely wife.
It'll be easy now, it'll be
You made a bearskin bed,
I keep our bellies fed.
Times′ll be easy now, it′ll be.


So what used to be Chicago,
It's all over now, there′s no one around.
And if we don't have a tomorrow,
I won′t cause a fuss, if you don't make me now.
We can find our friends again now
If you walk to the sun.

You got a pocketknife,
I got a lovely wife.
It′ll be easy now, it'll be...
You made a bearskin bed,
I keep our bellies fed.
Times'll be easy now, it′ll be...

There′s nothing stirrin' in the night;
There′s no one here but you and I.
What will we do with all our time?
I think we made it to the end of the world,
End of the world.

You got a pocketknife,
I got a lovely wife.
It'll be easy now, it′ll be...
You made a bearskin bed;
I keep our bellies fed.
Times'll be easy now.