Alba s touto skladbou:
England Keep My Bones,
Peggy came to me in my sleep,
In the middle of the night,
On a friday night last week.
She whispered "hush child, now don't be scared,
I got me a few words of wisdom that I came back to share."
And she said:
"It doesn't matter where you come from,
It matters where you go.
No-one gets remembered
For the things they didn't do."
I said, "Peggy, won't you stay here for a while?
We can drink whisky, we can play cards and we can get wild."
She said, "We'll play poker and we'll play for keeps.
I only played angels lately and they never let me cheat."
And you could say I had a good start,
And you could say I had class
And you could say that I was born beneath
A ceiling made of glass.
But I always kept an open house,
And I always did right by my friends,
And when I got to St Peter's gate I told the keeper that
I'm not the one who needs to make amends.
Better times are coming,
Better times ahead.
No-one gets remembered, my deathless child,
So don't rest too long in bed.
Peggy sang the blues, as I drifted off.
