Faithiles - Angeline

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You ve been out on the tiles,
Winning the smiles of men of low persuasion,
But I know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn,
Girl you look like a bad dream,
You ve been places I ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You ve been places I ve never been.

You took the small change from the job in the hall,
Be back in an hour but you re not back at all.
The children are crying, the flowers are dying,
There s no food on the table,
I don t think I m able to cope,
You ve been places I ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You ve been places I ve never been.

Cheap perfume and alcohol, dancing on tables,
With kissing for strangers all laughing and howling,
And jokes and tall tales that ain t funny at all,
Bluffers and smugglers, boozers and gamblers,
Jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar.
Oh, they ve been pushing you too far.

Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You ve been places I ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You ve been places I ve never been.

Inne utwory

  • In the end
  • Hope & glory
  • Unknow fear
  • No roots
  • Hem of his garment
  • Donny X
  • Woozy
  • My life
  • Love lives on my street
  • Take the long way home
  • Swingers
  • Baseball cap
  • Reverence
  • The garden
  • Bombs
  • One steep too far
  • Bluegrass
  • Losowe utwory

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    Lookin back on yesterday
    Saw you quite unhappy
    Maybe I could grant you this
    Let me ask you one good question
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    You don t have to say
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    Memories

    Memories in my dreams
    Memories of what I ve seen
    Memories every time
    I hear that magic melody

    Memories of days gone by
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    Memories every night
    Until there’s nothing in my mind
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