Besedila: Ralph McTell. Interest on the Loan.

Now it's come to talking, I don't have much to say
It wouldn't come out right and so I'll leave it out, oh, it's best that way
And I want to get out now 'cause I need just a couple of drinks
Can you lend me a little money till I draw my pay?

And I'm leaving like a thief in the night
But I will try to write to you or maybe phone
And I'll send you back the money, but not the love you lent
I could never pay no interest on that loan

You really give me comfort, I couldn't take more tenderness
My credit's overdrawn and I just slide deeper in your debt
And I want to get out now 'cause I need just a couple of drinks
Can you lend me a little money till pay day next?

And I'm leaving like a thief in the night
But I will try to write to you or maybe phone
And I'll send you back the money, but not the love you lent
I could never pay no interest on that loan

Why don't you get some rest now, you ought to get an early night
I've got a key so you can lock the door and it'll be all right
I'll just take my winter coat, it looks like it might rain
Can you lend me a little money just for the night?

And I'm leaving like a thief in the night
But I will try to write to you or maybe phone
And I'll send you back the money, but not the love you lent
I could never pay no interest on that loan