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.