The Shiralee

The Red Sun Band

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I was the shiralee, always following
Always discontent, always hollering
But what could I do
When I was lonely?
But turn back to you

Like the sailor drawn by the siren
A suicide deep in your arms
So what did I do
When I was lonely?
But turn back to you
To die in your arms

And skin is paper
Hand writing's messy
I can't read a letter
That says goodbye

I was the Shiralee, always following
Always discontent, always hollering
So what did I do
When I was lonely?
But turn back to you
To die in your arms