Lucas Hurtig - Fair Young Anne-Lynne

Let me tell you of a dream I had where everything was right
A life that we both could a had if we'd met before last night
We watched the sunset and you told me all about your day
We watched 'til we got tired and then these words you'd say:
"We live 'til we get tired
And forever go away"
I was just a boy from Dresden town and you were from the North
I was looking for a place to work, you'd nothing of the sort
But you had a nice warm cottage up in the Hessian hills
I'd long now be a dead man if gratitude could kill
I'd long be pushing daisies
If smittenness could kill
Now fin-de-da-da-da, the Garda's got me prints, you know
And me dental records, Photofit, I'm fairly in a pinch
They'll find me soon now, anyway, so I might as well turn in
Meself and save a little shred of dignity for Lynne
I'll save the last of my dignity
For fair young Anne-Lynne
The sun ne'er on a face did shine so beautiful and warm
The sun ne'er on a face did shine so calming, yet so firm
Now Anne-Lynne would be never interested in my kind
But I played me 2 and 7 because that is just my style
I still played me 2 and 7
Because that is just my style
They will soon be on me now and I have to confess
The things I did where shameful and you deserve the best
With drums and guns and guns and drums they'll come for me, hurroo
And I won't do a thing unless my lawyer tell me to
And I won't let a single thing
At all happen to you
Now fin-da-la-de-da, the Garda's got me prints, you know
And me dental records, Photofit, I'm fairly in a pinch
They'll find me soon now, anyway, so I might as well turn in
Meself and save a little shred of dignity for Lynne
I'll save the last of my dignity
For fair young Anne-Lynne
Let this letter be the only thing that you'll find in the morn'
Cause I will long be taken then and I'll leave you to mourn
My brother's overseas, he'll put my savings on a shelf
And you will find a righteous man or make your luck yourself
I'm sure you'll find the right man
Or make your luck yourself
Let me tell you of a dream I had where everything was dear
A life that we both could a had if we'd met before last year
We'd watch a picture and you'd tell me all about your day
We'd watch 'til we get tired and then these words I'd say:
"We live 'til we get tired
And then we'd go away"
(2, 3, 4)
Now fin-da-la-de-da, the Garda's got me prints, you know
And me dental records, Photofit, I'm fairly in a pinch
They'll find me soon now, anyway, so I might as well turn in
Meself and save a little shred of dignity for Lynne
I'll save the last of my dignity
Fin-da-la-de-da, da-da da-da da-da da-da
Fin-da-la-de-da, da-da la-da da-da da-da
Fin-da-la-de-da, da-da da-da da-da da-da
Fin-da-da-de-da, da-la da-da da-da
They'll find me soon now anyway, they're almost at the door
I'll make a run but I am done when I can't run no more
I wonder if they'll let me live once they've got me caught
Anne in mind I go to rest, with you my final thought
They'll find me soon now, anyway, so I might as well turn in
Meself and save a little shred of dignity for Lynne
I'll save the last of my dignity
For fair young Anne-Lynne

Written by:
Lucas Hurtig

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