Philby Medium

by Rory Gallagher

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Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a in my soul,
I'm lost in in a lonesome city,
I can't in the cold,
I'm deep in on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well it sure is in this city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm but I don't need pity,
The night's gonna on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now ain't it funny I like Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my plans and I quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
Still in and I'm close to danger,
My can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Four o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A comes, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, way home,

Now ain't it strange that I Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't come in from the

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