Terence Trent D'arby The Birth Of Maudie
Breaths by the Shore But the wind youre defying Deaths at your door And you're not even crying Be wherever your wrecked Chrysler Chrome You will find a much nicer home Maudie my dear Peddle no more An accuser said lying I settled the score Though a loser for trying Though I never knew most of her ways What I knew made most of my days Maudie my dear Crossbones & Roses Are good for the soul The poets of heaven You're soon to behold Cast cross the fountain To me while I'm grieving What is your reason for leaving? (Back to 1st verse)