Years ago, Nancy do you remember the time we spent
Years ago, Nancy there was rain coming through my tent
Years ago, Nancy you cried the day I went
Maybe you recall that we really had a ball but you never knew how much it meant
Now I came down to a West Country town
In the summer of ‘93
And Nancy was a girl with a strong head of curls
She was staying at a B & B
I saw her on the beach but she looked just out of reach
When she walked on over to me
She asked me for a light I didn’t put up a fight
And it was easy as A, B, C
Years ago, Nancy do you remember the time we spent
Years ago, Nancy there was rain coming through my tent
Years ago, Nancy you cried the day I went
Maybe you recall that we really had a ball but you never knew how much it meant
Now Nancy was bolder and a couple years older
And she knew how to hold her drink
I let out an “ooh” when I saw her tattoo because it wasn’t where you first might think
She’d had boys before and she knew so much more and she didn’t so much as blink
But it went to my head, I almost fell out of bed
When she gave me one of her winks
Years ago, Nancy do you remember the time we spent
Years ago, Nancy there was rain coming through my tent
Years ago, Nancy you cried the day I went
Maybe you recall that we really had a ball but you never knew how much it meant
When the day came to go it was a sad tale of woe but she left me without any doubt
Because his name was Steve and she really couldn’t leave and he’d kill me if he ever found out
Well I pleaded with her so that I’d never let her go but she said we were just messing about
So I said fare thee well and I never would tell 'cos I didn’t fancy being knocked out
Years ago, Nancy do you remember the time we spent
Years ago, Nancy there was rain coming through my tent
Years ago, Nancy you cried the day I went
Maybe you recall that we really had a ball but you never knew how much it meant
Years ago, Nancy do you remember the time we spent
Years ago, Nancy you could say it was a blessed event
Years ago, Nancy so I sing you this sad lament
Maybe you recall that we really had a ball but you never knew how much it meant
Maybe you recall that we really had a ball but you never knew how much it meant
credits
from Holy Roller,
released April 15, 2017
Blake - vocals, acoustic, electric and bass guitars, programming
UK 60s-tinged/ lo-fi /indie pop
/psychedelic rock /jangle /power pop /singer-songwriter and DIY musician. Proudly
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Being a singer-songwriter/multi-instrumentalist/home recorder myself, and largely inspired by The Frond, I appreciate the amount of talent that has gone into creating this amazing work of art. Genius! Blake
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