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In the Wee Small Hours of Sixpence (Live, Folkets Hus, Stockholm, 16 October 1971)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Procol Harum
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Gary Brooker
Gary Brooker
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Keith Reid
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Lyrics

Two, three, four
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the lighted chandelier
Stands a rusty old retainer
Whose old eyes are filled with tears
For his master, good Sir Galant
Who is now off to the wars
And although his eyes are smiling
We know grief is not the cause
And if grief is not the reason
We are men of sterner stuff
And our swords, though old and rusty
Still are blunt as sharp enough
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the broken window pane
Stand the remnants of the evening
Who are waiting all in vain
For the crowing of the cockerel
Showing morning is not night
The air is filled with silence
The daybright not light
But still darkness is no reason
We are men of sterner stuff
And our swords, though old and rusty
Still are blunt as sharp enough
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the hat-stand in the hall
Reminiscence of the evening
Shadows flitting 'cross the wall
And perhaps that old retainer
Whom now giving of his all
Have just been once as we are
Now has no face at all
But still darkness is no reason
We are men of sterner stuff
And our swords, though old and rusty
Still are blunt and sharp enough
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Written by: Gary Brooker, Keith Reid

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