Song Description
What a waste . . .
Song Length |
3:08 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
Subject |
Protest |
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Lyrics
Bye bye, my Whitstable Girl,
Lord knows, we had our fun.
You and I, we gave it a whirl;
What else could we have done?
Remember those halcyon days in May
When all our cares seemed to fade away,
Two love-birds merrily making hay
Underneath the sun.
Bye bye, my Whitstable girl,
Lord knows, we had our fun.
You and I, we gave it a whirl;
What else could we have done?
High tide o'er-topping the harbour wall,
The fate of nations too close to call.
Lord only knows where the dice will fall;
Lives lost and won.
Bye bye, my Whitstable girl,
Lord knows, we had our fun.
You and I, we gave it a whirl;
What else could we have done?
Thick fog enveloping Abbeville,
Despatches feeding the rumour mill;
My love said, who is there left to kill?
Answer came there none.
Bye bye, my Whitstable girl,
Lord knows, we had our fun.
You and I, we gave it a whirl;
What else could we have done?
Why, girl, what else could we have done?
Words and music © 2013 James Neilson Graham