(ian hunter) There's a place in the city they call the archway Where we rented three rooms for a dollar a day And I worked semi-skilled at the capstans for years And my wife was a good woman but the love disappeared Sons and daughters, daughters and sons When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones Sons and daughters, daughters and sons How I hope they can cope with the damage I've done I found me a band, I went out on tour So the kids wouldn't know I was with them no more When they said, "where's me dad? " she'd say, "he's a star!" Oh if only stars knew what fools they all are. Sons and daughters, daughters and sons When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones Sons and daughters, daughters and sons How I hope they can cope with the damage I've done I got a new contract, I got a new life No more capstans for me and I've got a new wife Sometimes she gets angry, says she wants a family Then that nightmare returns like a ghost haunting me Sons and daughters, daughters and sons When a marriage breaks up you're the loneliest ones Sons and daughters, daughters and sons How I hope you all cope with the damage we done