St. Augustine

Well you tell me you love me and I'm alright

Simple as that like the tail of a kite

And the old legionnaires well they're spoiling for a fight

On the streets of St Augustine

Well the sun was in a bad mood in the cold winter sky

It was having a laugh on the look of surprise

Me I'm walking the cobblestone like a poet or a spy

On the streets of St Augustine

California shimmers and I'll chase you someday

To the Fountain of Youth by the edge of the bay

But for now I just want to carry you away

To the streets of St Augustine

Well they burned down the town in the name of a king

Divided it up for diamonds and rings

Now they're telling the singers there's no place to sing

On the streets of St Augustine

And Fred well he's down from Nova Scotia again

He's sailing the seas on the palm of the wind

And he's going off to Cuba to that Canadian

From the streets of St Augustine

And you can run from the pocket of a comfortable hand

Put your soul in a suitcase and travel the land

And count yourself lucky if you finally stand

On the streets of St Augustine

Well you tell me you love me and I'm alright

Simple as that like the tail of a kite

I close my eyes and we're walking tonight

On the streets of St Augustine