Cornish Town - Shack

Because one he changed in island gael

And in Dingle and as far

And somehow you found that strange

It isn’t hard to understand

It’s just a different land

Like when you said close your eyes

And come and cross my street

And I will take you there

If you will come with me

But there’s an accordance with a psalm

That says come on

And what was wrong with the choice you made

If I don’t want to set it down

In a Cornish town

And what was wrong with loves that came

Well nothing to be true

When love’s was too

Like when you said close your eyes

And come and cross my street

And I will take you there

If you will come with me

But there’s an accordance with a psalm

That say come on

It says come on, it says come on

Nah la la la

What am I, what am I

What am I, what am I

It says

What am I, what am I

What am I

Your trailing colours through the air

You know you’ve come fine baby

Your trailing colours through the air

I know you’re some fine baby

Nah nah nah nah

La la la la

So this is nothing about soul fire

Or fields over down

There’s no frenzies out off

Off of Armagnac or brown

No razorblades reigning mainly

Up on the plain

Where things won’t change

Nah nah nah nah nah nah