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Follow Me Home

Dire Straits

Oh well the sun go down
Celebration in the town tonight
All day long
They been slaughtering upon the stone
Share out the meat
Yeah, you really like to eat
Come on woman, come follow me home

Well, the priest he cries
Virgin ascending to the skies tonight
All day long
I have passed my time alone
And when the curch bell rung
I stayed out on the tower
In a dying sun
Now come on woman, come follow me home

Well I don't no priest
But I love all of the people
Yes I share the feast
Si I drick up my wine
Yes and the song in my bones
I know the way
I can see by the moonlight
Clear as the day
Now come on woman, come follow me home

Composição: Mark Knopfler





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