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Richard Thompson Small Town Romance

Small town romance Back seat for a bed Nothings must be whispered Rumours must be fed Small town romance Everyone knows your mind They peep from faded

You broke my heart so many times I can?t count the pieces Everytime you push me down It seems my strength increases How many times do you have to cry

What time of day is this? O you really look a mess Clean down the tables and help out on the door It?s just no good to me if you?re in ecstasy Running

This old house is a-tumbling down The walls are gone but the roof is sound The landlord?s deaf, he can never be found It?s time to ring some changes

I?m beating my retreat Back home to you I?m beating my retreat Back home to you I?m burning all my bridges I?m burning all my bridges I?m burning all

to spend some money and it just won?t wait Take me to the dance and hold me tight I want to see the bright lights tonight There?s crazy people running all over town

My father he rides with your sheriffs And I know he would never mean harm But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without hate or love Oh, oh

We used to say "There'd come the day we'd all be making songs Or finding better words" These ideas never lasted long The way is up along the road, the

I know the way That I feel about you I?m never going to run away I?m never going to run away Never knew the way When I lived without you I?m never going