Intro: Verse: Father has the market place done us any good? Like you always claimed it would? The fields dry and barren and there's blight upon the vine note off and on) But as long as your cup's full, everything is fine Riff: Am (repeated) Son has your sympathy done any good? like you always claimed it would you sing to the choir and they know every line note off and on) But when they leave your world they return to mine Riff: Chorus: