| Song | Far Away |
| Artist | Pokey Lafarge |
| Album | Something In the Water |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Where have all the good girls gone? | |
| Was there ever one? | |
| They will win you with their eyes | |
| Then trap you in their thighs | |
| Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| As the lights of home draw near | |
| There’s a black cat at my door | |
| And he spoke to me | |
| In a manner low and mean | |
| She ain’t here, she ain’t here, she ain’t here, oh no | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Mother and my sisters three | |
| Forgive these words I speak | |
| For all them pretty, pretty girls | |
| With their lips and their curls | |
| Have robbed my pride from me, dear mom | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Where have all the good girls gone? | |
| Was there ever one? | |
| They will win you with their eyes | |
| Then they’ll trap you in their thighs | |
| Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away |
| Where have all the good girls gone? | |
| Was there ever one? | |
| They will win you with their eyes | |
| Then trap you in their thighs | |
| Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| As the lights of home draw near | |
| There' s a black cat at my door | |
| And he spoke to me | |
| In a manner low and mean | |
| She ain' t here, she ain' t here, she ain' t here, oh no | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Mother and my sisters three | |
| Forgive these words I speak | |
| For all them pretty, pretty girls | |
| With their lips and their curls | |
| Have robbed my pride from me, dear mom | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Where have all the good girls gone? | |
| Was there ever one? | |
| They will win you with their eyes | |
| Then they' ll trap you in their thighs | |
| Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away |
| Where have all the good girls gone? | |
| Was there ever one? | |
| They will win you with their eyes | |
| Then trap you in their thighs | |
| Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| As the lights of home draw near | |
| There' s a black cat at my door | |
| And he spoke to me | |
| In a manner low and mean | |
| She ain' t here, she ain' t here, she ain' t here, oh no | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Mother and my sisters three | |
| Forgive these words I speak | |
| For all them pretty, pretty girls | |
| With their lips and their curls | |
| Have robbed my pride from me, dear mom | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Where have all the good girls gone? | |
| Was there ever one? | |
| They will win you with their eyes | |
| Then they' ll trap you in their thighs | |
| Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
| Far away, far away, far away | |
| Far away, far away, far away |