Cold aeroplanes, slow boats, warm trains
remind me of Jack-A-Lynn
Lush hotels and pretty girls
won't cheer the misty mood I'm in
Silly, sad --- I've never had to write this before ---
oh, Jack-A-Lynn

Funny how long nights allow
thoughts of Jack-A-Lynn
When phantoms tread around my bed
to offer restless dreams they bring
And it's just the time and place to find
a sad song to play
for Jack-A-Lynn

Magpies that shriek, old boots that leak
call me to Jack-A-Lynn
Coal-black cats in policeman's hats
nosing where the mice have been
And the long miaow's beginning now
and I'm far, far from home ---
and Jack-A-Lynn