Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Standing At The Gates, artist - Gerry Rafferty. Date of issue: 17.03.2011
Song language: English
Standing At The Gates |
| Well the jury found you guilty, as you stare into a world that’s without love |
| But you keep a wall around you, and you wait for help to come down from above |
| Now the wisdom of your ways has finally caught you up, and left you to your fate |
| So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin’at the gates. |
| Now the truth is slowly dawning, but you don’t get any warning here within |
| And you swear that you can change your ways, you promise that tomorrow you’ll |
| begin |
| But the phases of the moon still come and go, and now you’ve left it much too |
| late |
| So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin’at the gates. |
| All aboard the roundabout like the biggest fool you’ve ever seen |
| And all the time you know what’s comin’down (it's comin’down) |
| Up and down on the roundabout while you’re sittin’right on dynamite |
| And any fool can see what’s comin’down. |
| You can run with the wind, you can laugh at the rain, and pretend |
| It’s just some bad weather |
| There’s a storm comin’up, and it’s headin’your way. |
| Now the spirit doesn’t move you, you’re so empty, you’ve got nothin’left to give |
| Yes you know by now that nothin’you have ever learned has taught you how to live |
| But the phases of the moon still come and go, and now you’ve left it much too |
| late |
| So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin’at the gates. |
| All aboard the roundabout like the biggest fool you’ve ever seen |
| And all the time you know what’s comin’down (it's comin’down) |
| Up and down on the roundabout while you’re sittin’right on dynamite |
| And any fool can see what’s comin’down. |
| You can run with the wind, you can laugh at the rain, and pretend |
| It’s just some bad weather |
| There’s a storm comin’up, and it’s headin’your way. |
| Well the jury found you guilty, as you stare into a world that’s without love |
| Yes you keep a wall around you, and you wait for help to come down from above |
| Now the wisdom of your ways has finally caught you up, and left you to your fate |
| So you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin’at the gates. |
| Yes you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin’at the gates |
| Yes you end up like a refugee, all alone and standin’at the gates. |
| Drums: Liam Genockey |
| Bass: Mo Foster |
| Piano: Kenny Craddock |
| Hammond Organ: Kenny Craddock |
| Electric Guitar: Hugh Burns |
| Percussion: Maurice Pert |
| Synthesizers: Kenny Craddock |
| Saxophone: Mel Collins |
| Vocals: Gerry Rafferty |