St. Malo

Ive been proud of my place
Taking the back streets
Not an easy thing to do
Listen to me now
Ive been out in a crowd
Beating the bounds in and
Its never been easy
Bough from the willow tree
Keeping the birch off me
Its never been easy
Take me walking if you go
Round the walls of St Malo
Knights in houses either side
One a secret one a bride
Tell me stories as we go round the walls of St Malo
I can hear them whispering
As the night bird starts to sing
Ive been counting the worms in the woodwork
Not an easy thing to do
Listen to me now
I am humble and know keeping my eyes low but
Its never been easy
Bough from the willow tree
Keeping the birch off me
Its never been easy
Take me walking if you go
Round the walls of St Malo
Knights in houses either side
One a secret one a bride
Tell me stories as we go round the walls of St Malo
I can hear them whispering
As the night bird starts to sing
Take me walking let me go
Round the walls of St Malo
By the window she will stand
Broken body in her hand
No more song of sweet sorrow
Round the walls of St Malo
Bind her heart in golden thread
For her nightingale
Is dead