Auberge (Chris Rea)

On the hard fast train
On the road to gain
Something gets right through to your telling bone
Theres a sudden itch
An electric twitch
Sometimes I swear this bodys got a mind of its own

This is the naked truth
This is the light
Theres only one place left to go
Auberge

You meet a silent type
On a windy trail
With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger
You can talk till you ache
Give yourself one more break
You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesnt matter

This is the naked truth
This is the light
Theres only one place left to go
Auberge

Oh, give me a weekend, give me a day
Don’t like what I’m seeing though I hear what you say
Think with a dagger, and you'll die on your knees
Begging for mercy, singing please mister please

This is the naked truth
This is the light
Theres only one place left to go
Auberge

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