Nancy Bird - Sore

I sit and watch the swallow hover come rainy afternoon

I sit and watch the cobweb follow you, my dear ol' nancy bird

Imagining the empty gaze on some hazy afternoon

I dream and count the raindrops fall on you

Fearful afterglow of a fading love for you

I sit and watch the fine gale that comes through

Tearful dear girl I have to hold you for my woo

But the swallow brought the gauntly haunting view

Fearful afterglow of a fading love for you

I sit and watch the fine gale that comes through

Tearful dear girl I have to hold you for my woo

But the swallow brought the gauntly haunting view

The swallow brought the gauntly haunting view