"He's only half-way there
He's only half-way there
Told me my fortune was enough for me
That I would rather be
Lying lonely in the houses
Than stand along the river-side
Wearing nothing but the ruby
Bequeathed to me by him when he died
He's only half-way there
He's only half-way there
If I hadn't disappeared
In spring that year
I'd have sent him home again
He's only half-way there
He's only half-way there
A large courtege of mourners all agree
That it was really he
Huddled in a blanket
Chewing on a ball-point pen
They stood him up against the wall
& set him off again
Around the karmic wheel big deal
You can't get me that way
I read between the lines
Of the notice in the Times
& this is what they say
He's only half-way there
He's only half-way there
Half-way there
"