Look At Me I'm You

Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you
 Well, well, if it's not another day
 Should have known it would come again
 Oh well, I had best be on my way
 Down the road in the pouring rain
 The air is filled with coal dust
 From smokey chimney pots
 The rain is making mirrors
 And everything I see just seems to rot
 Poor old Charlie, you're so poorly
 Why don't you go back to bed
 Sweet dreams give your mind a chance to
 Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you
 Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you
 Well, well, Charlie MacIntosh I am
 It is all that has stuck with me
 Farewell, little boy you are a man
 MacIntosh sells machinery
 My life has dragged along in
 A most depressing way
 All that seemed right was wrong and
 Echoes around my empty thoughts today
 Charlie boy!
 Poor old Charlie, he was poorly (Well well, if it's not another day)
 For a long time. Now he's passed on. (Oh well, I had best be on my way)
 Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you
 Look at me I'm you, look at me I'm you... (Repeat 5 times)