Richard Thompson - Sibella

Oh some girls hold the ace, the deuce, the trey X-ray the deck to see what’s coming Mary Antoinette she smiled that way Easy to smile when the luck is running Like a myth you rode in from the west From the go you had my button pressed Did the tea-time of your soul Make you long for wilder days? Did you never let Jack Kerouac Wash over you in waves? Sibella, we don’t make sense together But my heart’s with you Sibella, I found myself Strange but true, strange but true