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There's a blue eyed girl with a red bow tie |
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And a string of pearls with one good eye |
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In a rainy town the chimney smoke will curl |
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No one likes clowns on the other side of the world |
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And the children know she'll never let me go. |
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There's a one legged priest that tangos with the farmers wife |
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Beauty and the beast is taking her own life |
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And a tear on a letter back home turns into a lake of your own |
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And a crow turns into a girl on the other side of the world |
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And she tastes like the sea and she's waiting for me |
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In the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose |
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And he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world. |
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And I drink champagne from your thin blue veins |
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She visits his grave wearing her mother's shawl |
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Should I shave or end it all. |
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There's an old sailor song that the children know |
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As their fingers curl around the other side of the world |
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On a bone white mare lost in kathleen's hair |
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In the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose |
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And he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world. |
