The Smiths - SHAKESPEARE'S SISTER lyrics

And the rocks below, say:

"throw your skinny body down, son "

But I am going to meet the one I love

So, please don't stand in my way

Because I'm going to meet the one I love

No, Mamma, let me go!

Young bones groan

And the rocks below, say:

"Throw you white bidy down"

But I am going to meet the one I love

At last! At last ! At last !

I am going to meet the one I love

La-de-da, la-de-da

No, Mamma, let me go !

I thought that if you had

An acoustic guitar

Then it meant that you were

A Protest Singerr

Oh I can smile about it now

But at the time it was terrible

No, Mamma. let me go