Lyric Context Universe
they might just run over me
leave me on the yellow lines
leave me on the yellow lines
they might just run over me
leave me on the yellow lines
leave me on the yellow lines
one of the mateys spit in his hat
and cried - hoist the yellow jack
in the part of dublin our swab boy turned ill
one of the mateys spit in his hat
and cried - hoist the yellow jack
in the part of dublin our swab boy turned ill
the wind blew back
follow the yellow brick road
it ended up in black on black
the wind blew back
follow the yellow brick road
it ended up in black on black