Frank Turner

Lyrics

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 found 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,
And no one gets remembered
For the things they didn't do."

I said "Peggy won't you stay here for a while?
We could drink whisky, we could play cards, we could get wild!"
She said "We'll play poker and we'll play for keeps;
I only play angels lately and they never let me cheat!"

And she said "It doesn't matter where you come from,
It matters where you go,
And no one gets remembered, in this listless life,
For the things they didn't do."

"You could say I had a good start, you could say I had class,
I could complain that I was born beneath a ceiling made of glass.
But I always kept an open house, I always did right by my friends
So when I got to St Peter's gate I told the keeper I'm not the one who need to make amends."

"Better times are coming, better times ahead,
But no one gets remembered, my deathless child,
So don't rest too long in bed."

And she said "It doesn't matter where you come from,
It matters where you go,
And no one gets remembered, in this listless life,
For the things they didn't do.

And Peggy sang the blues as I drifted off
But Peggy spoke the truth.