Frank Turner - Our Lady Of The Campfire lyrics
rate meTonight is her night, and the city holds is breath, <br />
Caught twixt life and death, as she rolls in from the suburbs, <br />
The garrison flees and the city will burn.<br />
Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight.<br />
London town trembles at the sight.<br />
Because tonight is her night.<br />
And the youth course through the streets to lay down at her feet, <br />
And she runs a regal eye to choose who lives and decide who dies.<br />
Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight.<br />
The fearful crowds part ways without a fight.<br />
Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight.<br />
London town trembles at the sight.<br />
She keeps her counsel, smiles when she speaks now, from ear to ear.<br />
She's getting married, or so they tell me, when the spring is here.<br />
She hums a tune from a song she knows from warm summers past, <br />
A song that was sung by kids around campfires in the quiet southwest.
