this old town
coxon, graham
i don't know what i'd find
wouldn't ever let no secret
bleed me dry by the bit of me
it's a good job you don't count on me
'cause you never see the change i see
i never could keep no secret
break a promise and you're free
this old town won't let you go
scratch your feelings in your soul
but there's no turning back
these haunted halls bring melodies
it doesn't seem so long ago
through a dirty basement window
drinking down bloody bottle green
now i just wanna get on through
i've never quite been able to
couldn't ever find a secret
maybe i've got the one i need
this old town won't let you go
scratch your feelings in your soul
but there's no turning back
i been waiting a long long time
to shoot this queue and get out of line
like a secret in blue jeans
to see if i can find my my my mind
this old town won't let you go
scratch your feelings in your soul
but there's no turning back