Lonely like a mine sweeper
Peaceful as a light sleeper
Hungry as a jail keeper
after three days on the job
I´m as stable as a forest fawn
As gentle as a good boy gone wrong
All the promise of an early dawn
before the rain
You, I can tell you´re not playin´
Nothing gets through
If you see you’re not sayin´, still I´m stayin´
Constant as a love lost
Tender as an early frost
Simple as a doublecross
but twice the price
I´m as reckless as a favourite son
As subtle as a smokin´ gun
Nothin´ ventured and nothin´ won
and nothin´ lost
And you, I can tell you´re not playin´
Nothing gets through
If you see you’re not sayin´, still I´m stayin´
Like a soldier who´s going home
Or a rider who´s just been thrown
High, I´m almost grown
and almost young
I´ve taken what it takes
I´ve paid for my mistakes
Now please, before it´s too late
Get me out alive
And you, I can tell you´re not playin´
Nothing gets through
If you see you’re not sayin´, still I´m stayin´
Oh and you, I can tell you´re not playin´
Nothing gets through
If you see you’re not sayin´, still I´m stayin´
I´ve taken what it takes
I´ve paid for my mistakes
Nothing gets through to you
Nothing gets through to you
Nothing gets through to you
Nothing gets through
Chris Hillman Clear Sailin'
Asylum Records 1977