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The Rumjacks

Zielona Gora

 

Zielona Gora

(album: Sleepin' Rough - 2016)


Hot as hell Zielona Gora crackling smile
You thief of hearts where were you all the while?
And laughter like a spray o' rain
To cool my wheels and slow the train
Showed me up for all my cruel denial

Don't let me wander, come twist me round your finger
Stick me in your pocket far away from any danger
At night take me dancing round the square
Where the summer breeze'll dry your hair

I sang to you my song of missing home
You whispered me you'll never walk alone
So I kissed the blessed virgins feet
And dropped some pennies in the street
A token for the kindness I'd been shown

Don't let me wander, come twist me round your finger
Tuck me in your pocket far away from any danger
At night take me dancing round the square
Where the summer breeze'll dry your hair

Light me up Zielona Gora sparkling eyes
I like the way you cut me down to size
Now don't think any less of me
But I let her get the best of me
Charming little trickster in disguise

Don't let me wander, come twist me round your finger
Tuck me in your pocket far away from any danger
At night take me dancing round the square
Where the summer breeze'll dry your hair

Pleasant dreams Zielona Gora sleepy town
I like the way you lay me gently down
Til crushed like Bacchus' grapes I cried
And wished to hell I could've died
As morning found me lonely Dresden bound

Don't let me wander, come twist me round your finger
Tuck me in your pocket far away from any danger
At night take me dancing round the square
Where the summer breeze'll dry your hair

Don't let me wander, come twist me round your finger
Tuck me in your pocket far away from any danger
At night take me dancing round the square
Where the summer breeze'll dry your hair

Don't let me wander, come twist me round your finger
Tuck me in your pocket far away from any danger
At night take me dancing round the square
Where the summer breeze'll dry your hair

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