Lyrics

Down to the village shop The wind is high, It's rushing through the trees We kicked the puddles, scuffed our shoes A shilling in each pocket, for licorice and chews Down from the high hilltop Sliding down the banks, we tumbled as we flew Swam in the streams And made clay pots, got our clothes from jumble sales We wouldn't buy anything new Oh that would never do Tanya, I've never had a friend like you We shared everything, we talked and laughed and grew Tanya, I've never had a friend like you Jokes on everyone And no one could stop us, doing what we wanted to God I miss you Inst Yesterday I called you up I wanted to know, did you remember me But your laugh is gone, someone has cut you down Now you're trying to find your way, to safer ground Go now before you drown Remember the ice cream days Whistle to the wind, and blow away the night With a penny in your pocket, you can go to the shop Give your smile to the lady, and steal everything she's got The sky's the limit when you break the lock Tanya, I've never had a friend like you We shared everything, we talked and laughed and grew Tanya, I've never had a friend like you Jokes on everyone And no one could stop us, doing what we wanted to God I miss you Whistle to the wind And bring your roller skates too Inst You can find your silver wings Inst Go put on your silver wings Inst You can find your silver wings Inst
Writer(s): Alan Tarney, Jennifer Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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