Lyrics

Well, Tom Thompson came paddling past I'm pretty sure it was him And he spoke so softly in accordance To the growing of the dim He said, "Bring on a brand new renaissance 'Cause I think I'm ready Well, I've been shaking all night long But my hands are steady" And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) And three people went on their way Three pistols strong And three people spent Well, he found his little, lonely love His bride of the northern woods But she took me to the Opera House Like he said she would Then she sighed and she fell from the balcony Shakespeare's bent to touch She never had any time for me 'Cause I didn't protest enough And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) And three people went on their way Two pistols strong And two people spent Well, little girls come on Remembrance Day Placing flowers on his grave She waits in the shadows till after dark To sweep them all away I say, bring on the brand new renaissance 'Cause I think I'm ready Well, I've been shaking all night long But my hands are steady And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) And three people went on their way Three pistols strong And three people spent And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) And three people went on their way One pistol strong And three people spent
Writer(s): Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Gordon Sinclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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