Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Knopfler
Guitar
Beverley Skeete
Background Vocals
Katie Kissoon
Background Vocals
Lance Ellington
Background Vocals
Nigel Hitchcock
Saxophone
Richard Bennett
Guitar
Tom Walsh
Trumpet
Trevor Mires
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Knopfler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Knopfler
Producer
Guy Fletcher
Producer
Martin Hollis
Assistant Engineer
Rowan McIntosh
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andy Cook
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jason Elliot
Assistant Recording Engineer
Poppy Kavanagh
Assistant Recording Engineer
Josh Tyrrell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
So there he was then, Penzance to play
Christmas Eve in a nowhere band
Now early morning Christmas Day
He's hitching home to Geordieland
Last night the snow came, just my luck
And who the hell do you think you are
Climbing up into that truck
With your old bag and your guitar
And you, you would-be vagabond
No-one invited you, you know
Matchstick man, up in the dawn
You've got five hundred miles to go
The driver now must drop off his load
The snow still laying thick on the ground
Leaves him on a high crossroads
Where he can see for miles around
The sun is shining, sky is blue
And everything is white and bare
Not a car comes into view
There's nothing moving anywhere
And you, you would-be vagabond
No-one invited you, you know
Matchstick man, you speck upon
These vast and silent plains of snow
Writer(s): Mark Knopfler
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