The Lark Songtext
von The Whags

I′m leaving the city high or dry
High or I'm leaving the city
Smile for me and look pretty cool and wry
Cool and smile for me and look pretty
I′m leaving the city high or dry
High or I'm leaving the city

Call a spade a real pity red and black
Red and call a spade a real pity
I'm leaving the city can′t turn back
Can′t turn I'm leaving the city
Call a spade a real pity red and black
Red and call a spade a real pity


Here I made a shadow dark
No doubt in my mind
Fear they′d take me for a lark
Maybe they'll catch me from behind

I′m leaving the city high or dry
High or I'm leaving the city
Smile for me and look pretty cool and wry
Cool and smile for me and look pretty
I′m leaving the city high or dry
High or I'm leaving the city

Here I made a shadow dark
No doubt in my mind
Fear they'd take me for a lark
Maybe they′ll catch me from behind

Here I made a shadow dark
No doubt in my mind
Fear they′d take me for a lark
Maybe they'll catch me from behind