Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Ferraby Lionheart
Needles in the sun echo, fall into the street we know
One stop away from you on this train we follow
We don't have a dime between us
We can make a meal from dust
Everybody works some day but we'll beg and borrow
One stop away from you on this train we follow
Mary's in the market bureau, fenders on the sidewalk circle
If we get the money then we might buy them sorrow
One stop away from you on this train we follow