Annie, Roll Down Your Window

One April two sisters grew restless
Marooned in a dreary old town
So we packed up our dreams
And our dresses
As a cold rain was patterning down

Asleep above frozen dark waters
The wind carried us cross the sea
The sun woke us over Gibraltar
Tired and hopeful and free

Annie roll down your window
Have you seen a sky so blue
It's always lovely travelling with you

On midsummer nights in Coimbra
We drank porto til we were full
With the man with a scar on his forearm
Who said he'd been gored by a bull

September we stayed near the ocean
And we lived in a little blue shack
Cavorting at night with the tall trees
The neighbours hope we don't come back

Annie roll down your window
Have you seen a sky so blue
It's always lovely travelling with you

With winter upon us in Dublin
An Irishman played with your hair
You lost your heart at The Old Bailey
And some part of it still might be there

Annie roll down your window
Have you seen a sky so blue
Over clouds and endless rainbows
From my point of view
It's all been lovely
Travelling together with you