Letra de Neath the Beeches
Hand me down the picture Of you leaving unsaid I know how simple it gets But say by chance I need you And you know I'll always be thereAnd I will lie with you 'neath the beeches On the strand againI'm learning to hand it over To whatever Lord there be And in the same old colours I'll be dressed for thee But it's not about that though, is it? It's about you and meAnd I will lie with you 'neath the beeches On the strand againI hung your feet That famous painting above my bed And you told me a story About some guy who kept his head He drowned 'neath the Southport 'Neath the pier where we standAnd I will lie with you 'neath the beeches On the strand again Oh, againAnd I will lie with you 'neath the beeches On the strand again