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Rich Evans
Rich Evans
Performer
Caj Rosenqvist
Caj Rosenqvist
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rich Evans
Rich Evans
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Caj Rosenqvist
Caj Rosenqvist
Producer

Lyrics

The morning I left home the summer was brand new Had many miles to roam - didn't know where I was hearing to Local girls want to settle down and be a shackle on your hand But you don't come from the lowlands and you don't understand Reached the ocean only with a cap and violin Woods green as a fable, when the summer storms rolled in Then I wore my hands to holds from digging up the streets And the road from out of there looked broad and straight and sweet Said meet me by the river on the edge of town Down by the water when the sun goes down Whispered I'd make good on all the promises I said But if the highway comes between us - I'll follow her instead Left England on a Sunday when the clouds blocked out the sun Stood on silent platforms where the trains don't ever come Hit Spain three days later eighteen months before the war Nameless village hearing songs I'd never heard before Ate honoured meals of strangers hearing white washed church bells ring; Folks talking different languages are saying the same things Mary carried roses to the church with all her friends Weeping tears of gold into the hands of beggar men Said meet me by the river on the edge of town Down by the water when the sun goes down Whispered I'd make good on all the promises I said But if the highway comes between us - I'll follow her instead Said meet me by the river on the edge of town Down by the water when the sun goes down Whispered I'd make good on all the promises I said But if the highway comes between us - I'll follow her instead
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