Text: Mark Knopfler. Kill to Get Crimson. The Scaffolder's Wife.

The scaffolder?s wife
Drivin? out of the yard
With a face that?s as hard
As a scaffolder?s bar

When she goes into town
She might take the top down
On the car

The quick little steps
In the stiletto boots
And the hair with the roots
She comes in as a rule

To get the nails done
And the tan for the sun
When the kids are in school

Don?t begrudge her the Merc
It?s been nothin? but work and a hard life
Losin? her looks over company books
The scaffolder?s wife

In the wicked old days
When they went it alone
Kept the company goin?
On a wing and a prayer

They don?t pay what they owe
When they have the cash flow
They don?t care

Don?t begrudge her the Merc
It?s been nothin? but work and a hard life
Losin? her looks over company books
The scaffolder?s wife, the scaffolder?s wife