Roch Voisine St. Ann Of The Wild Blue Eyes
A paper wrapped round a lamppost At Bleecker and MacDougal where Kerouac stood The wind pushed us into a doorway And it felt good, it felt good Time didn't pass it scattered I put one more on the tab We flagged a ride at closing time And the laughs turned into kisses in the back of the cab And it felt good St. Annie you blessed my bed Your sweet love was my daily bread You'd come to me when the moon would rise Sweet St. Annie of the wild blue eyes The days flew by like pages On those rain-soaked streets where Gainsberg wrote We made love in the mornings Where did that go, where did they go? You were my ragtag savior And I was your hopeless case We made are way through the bars and cafes And I memorized your heavenly face Where did you go? St. Annie you blessed my bed Your sweet love was my daily bread You'd come to me when the moon would rise Sweet St. Annie of the wild blue eyes I knew we couldn't last together But I'll picture your blue eyes for ever.. Sweet , Sweet Annie Your love was all I had And your wild blue eyes.. Sweet St. Annie of the wild blue eyes... St. Annie you blessed my bed Your sweet love was my daily bread You'd come to me when the moon would rise Sweet St. Annie of the wild blue eyes St. Annie you blessed my bed Your sweet love was my daily bread You'd come to me when the moon would rise Sweet St. Annie of the wild blue eyes...
