Latin Quarter - Bitter To The South lyrics

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Think in the year of the refugee

Or maybe it was the year of the child or the aged

I sat with Thomas in a bar he was drinking with a women

There

I asked him 'Tell me all about your younger rebel days'

Well the way this women was there you could see she

Wasn't messing

Thomas wasn't missing much of that

He said, 'You know this is such a small corner of the

World we have here'

Somedays we thought we could conquer all

Then the so cold wind from the north comes blowing

Bitter to the south

Then the so cold wind from the north comes blowing

Bitter to the south

It takes the fruit out of the earth, it takes the food

Out of the mouth

The so cold wind from the north comes blowing bitter to

The south

Bitter to the south

'We are the world' was on the juke-box in the corner

There was a faded turtle poster up in Spanish on the

Wall

Thomas said, 'Pretty beads and charity is all that they

Afford us

Well ain't invited to the feast but end up paying for

It all'

Then the so cold wind from the north comes blowing

Bitter to the south

Then the so cold wind from the north comes blowing

Bitter to the south

It takes the fruit out of the earth, it takes the food

Out of the mouth

The so cold wind from the north comes blowing bitter to

The south

Bitter to the south

There ain't no year for the refuge

There ain't no year for the child

There ain't no year for the aged

There's just these years of the debt

But my lover and I, still we go where life leads us

Send a message to your masters

Tell them 'Nothing's over yet'

Then the so cold wind from the north comes blowing

Bitter to the south

Then the so cold wind from the north comes blowing

Bitter to the south

It takes the fruit out of the earth, it takes the food

Out of the mouth

The so cold wind from the north comes blowing bitter to

The south

Bitter to the south