Great Big Sea Lyrics
Great Big Sea Lyrics
"French Perfume Lyrics"
Spooky Lady's Revenge Lyrics
Looky here, who's in focus now Hard and clear to the bone No more fears that you'd notice now Like a tear cast in stone And she comes from a spri
Looky here, who's in focus now Hard and clear to the bone No more fears that you'd notice now Like a tear cast in stone And she comes from a spri
(written by Bob Hallett)
It's of a bold young smuggler
From Fortune he did sail
He rode the waves from St. Pierre
And he never saw the jail
He filled her up with contraband
Perfume, smokes, and rum
He hoped the bog was thick enough
To make another run
CHORUS:
You can still see the sight on a winter
Edison's Medicine Lyrics
You're guilty of crime in the first degree, Second and third as well. My jury finds you'll be serving your time When you go straight to hell. 'Cause he wa
's nightYou're guilty of crime in the first degree, Second and third as well. My jury finds you'll be serving your time When you go straight to hell. 'Cause he wa
Of his wake in the light of the moon
If the wind turns right and you don't take fright
You can small that French perfume
But the Mountie boat was waiting
As he crawled up Fortune Bay
And when they hit the spotlight
It was like the light of day
He didn't bring her head 'round
When they told him to heave
Den Glemte Lov Lyrics
Den stoltes tale Smykket i jern hugget Dypt i sinnet Bygget p? en eldgammel L?re om hedningemakt Og eder Borgen slo sprekker dengang Et fremme
oDen stoltes tale Smykket i jern hugget Dypt i sinnet Bygget p? en eldgammel L?re om hedningemakt Og eder Borgen slo sprekker dengang Et fremme
He opened up the engines
And he ran for Spanish Room
CHORUS
They said they heard him laughing
With the Mounties closing in
His engines screaming murder
And his face set in a grin
The seagulls started lifting
Like an angry banshee choir
He hit the rocks at 50 clicks
And the sky lit up with fire
(R. Pollard - J. Pollard) Frogmen - frog men The saviors of our waters The heroes of our country - frogmen Amphibious Americans Learn to swim in Ameri
It's of a bold young smuggler
From Fortune he did sail
He rode the waves from St. Pierre
And he never saw the jail
And when it's cold and foggy
On the rocks near Spanish Room
They say you hear him laughing
And you smell that French perfume
CHORUS (x2)
You can smell that French perfume