I don't know what was going down in the dark recesses of my soul,
If you see something amicable, darling, I would be the last to know,
Be the last to know.

Outside a train station in Birmingham, let the rain wash my boots, caked with coal,
Well, I heard you needed me back in Athens town, ah, but, darling, I would be the last to know,
Be the last to know.

I heard your daddy, he don't like me much 'cause I come from the wrong side of your moat,
But, if he could, I know he would steal my crutch, but then, darling, I would be the last to... darling, be the last to... darling, I would be the last to know,
Be the last to know,
Just the last to know,
Be the last to know.