[00:20.15] Hope everybody's ringing on their own bell this fine morning
[00:26.48] Hope everyone's connected to that long distance phone
[00:30.99] Old man he's a mountain
[00:34.65] Old man he's an island
[00:37.34] Old man he's a-waking says
[00:39.14] "I'm going to call, call all my children home"
[00:53.64] Hope everybody's dancing to their own drum this fine morning
[01:00.84] The beat of distant Africa or a Polish factory town
[01:07.28] Old man he's calling for his supper
[01:09.94] Calling for his whisky
[01:12.61] Calling for his sons and daughters, yeah
[01:15.47] Calling, calling all his children round
[01:29.82] Sharp ears are tuned in to the drones and chanters warming
[01:47.92] Mist blowing round some headland, somewhere in your memory
[01:53.34] Everyone is from somewhere
[01:56.16] Even if you've never been there
[01:59.77] So take a minute to remember the part of you
[02:03.39] That might be the old man calling me
[03:20.38] How many wars you fighting out there this winter's morning?
[03:22.22] Maybe there's always time for another christmas song
[03:23.12] Old man is asleep now
[03:24.98] Got appointments to keep now
[03:25.88] Dreaming of his sons and daughters, and proving
[03:26.70] Proving that the blood is strong
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