Robin Jackson - Bridge of Saint Johns [studio]

Oh St Johns
With your dirty streets and you grey boots on
The wild wind, she grabbed my hand
And carried me to your ampersand

Broken beers and pushing brooms
Old men trade tales in tired saloons
We confessed our secrets to the moon
And you know she'll never tell
You know she'll never tell

Oh river wide
I etched my ache into your side
I came here once again to die
As I marched across your great divide

The queen of Portsmouth built your arch
Suspended by a funeral march
We wrote our vows at Cathedral Park
And this bridge will never tell
This bridge will never tell

Oh coal black crow
We followed your cries down Ivanhoe
December swallowed up the day
Your love was a train that would not stay

It's hard to leave it all behind
I guess you'll go your way and I'll go mine
And if one day our paths align
Only time will tell
Only time will tell

Written by:
ROBIN ALAN JACKSON

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