In the tiny piece of coloured glass my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning on Jersey Thursday.
In the tiny piece of coloured glass my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning on Jersey Thursday.