Shane and Dixie they were two-bit crooks
They wanted to be famous like you read in books
Shane had the brain and Dxie had the looks for glory
As a bank robber Shane really hadn't g...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
I keep my nose clean, I keep my speech plain
I keep my promises, she twists the knife again
I shut my memory, I close my eyes and then
She takes another bite, she twists the knife ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
When I was a boy
I was nobody's joy
I was guilty in love
Guilt, guilt, guilty in love
More fool me
I never could see what I was guilty of
Now you steered me right
And I'm standing...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Midnight in her room
There was music and incense and mirrors all round
By the light of the moon
Her silver dress slipped to the ground
Then she knelt like St Joan
And invisible arm...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Oh some girls hold the ace, the deuce, the trey
X-ray the deck to see what's coming
Mary Antoinette she smiled that way
Easy to smile when the luck is running
Like a myth you rode...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Remember the time when we two kin were reared
There was never a morsel but that it was shared
If the one babe was stung, t'was the other would cry
There scarce was a crossed word a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Just a roll, just a roll
Just a roll on your drum
Just a roll, just a roll
And the war has begun
Now the right things, the wrong things
No more excuses to come
Just one step at a ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
In the dark, who can see his face?
In the dark, who can reach him?
He hides like a child.
He hides like a child.
Keeps his finger on the trigger
You know he can't stand the day
Sho...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Oh Gillian she's a Doncaster lass
Trains it down on the quarter past
Friday night leaves the kids at home
And struts her stuff on the Euston Road
Saying "Do you want some company d...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
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 curtains
They read your vale...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson