Tekster: Gerry Rafferty. Baker Street. Royal Mile.

I remember the sound of the passing train
As it rolled through the night in the pouring rain
And the touch of a hand
And the way she said goodbye

And we walked in the sun down the royal mile
Saw the light in her eye and the way she smiled
And she cried in the night
And I heard her say "Don't go"

What can I do, sweet darlin'?
I don't want to go away
Looking at you, sweet darlin'
I know I want to stay
What can I do, sweet darlin'?

In the light of the day, I was rolling home
I was thinking of you, waiting on your own
And I wanted to call
But then something said, oh, no

Yeah, but now it's a dream, it's a memory
But I'll never forget what you gave to me
I was lost and alone
But you made feel okay

What can I do, sweet darlin'?
I don't want to go away
Looking at you, sweet darlin'
I know I want to stay
What can I do, sweet darlin'?

I remember the sound of the passing train
As it rolled through the night in the pouring rain
And the touch of a hand
And the way she said goodbye

What can I do, sweet darlin'?
I don't want to go away
Looking at you, sweet darlin'
I know I want to stay
What can I do, sweet darlin'?