Graham & Marjorie
Walking together down Rundle Street mall
There's a busker far off singing, fumbling his way through wonder wall
And he remembers with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Graham and Marjorie
Make a mix-tape together to remind of the day
When he first built the colour age to take up her hand
And nothing else mattered and all time slips away
When the world closed in on you and me
We were both stripped bare we were wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Do you remember Marjorie
The morning after the night before
Did your heart begin to flutter, when the lights went out and I closed the door
When the world closed in on you and me
We were both stripped bare we were wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Graham & Marjorie
Creating a story that is yet to be told
When their fire of youth turns to a whisper of age
With you by my side I'll be glad to grow old
When the world closes in on you and me
We are both stripped bare we are wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Ben McNeil - Graham & Marjorie Lyrics
Ben McNeil - Graham & Marjorie Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Graham & Marjorie
Walking together down Rundle Street mall
There's a busker far off singing, fumbling his way through wonder wall
And he remembers with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Graham and Marjorie
Make a mix-tape together to remind of the day
When he first built the colour age to take up her hand
And nothing else mattered and all time slips away
When the world closed in on you and me
We were both stripped bare we were wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Do you remember Marjorie
The morning after the night before
Did your heart begin to flutter, when the lights went out and I closed the door
When the world closed in on you and me
We were both stripped bare we were wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Graham & Marjorie
Creating a story that is yet to be told
When their fire of youth turns to a whisper of age
With you by my side I'll be glad to grow old
When the world closes in on you and me
We are both stripped bare we are wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Walking together down Rundle Street mall
There's a busker far off singing, fumbling his way through wonder wall
And he remembers with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Graham and Marjorie
Make a mix-tape together to remind of the day
When he first built the colour age to take up her hand
And nothing else mattered and all time slips away
When the world closed in on you and me
We were both stripped bare we were wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Do you remember Marjorie
The morning after the night before
Did your heart begin to flutter, when the lights went out and I closed the door
When the world closed in on you and me
We were both stripped bare we were wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Graham & Marjorie
Creating a story that is yet to be told
When their fire of youth turns to a whisper of age
With you by my side I'll be glad to grow old
When the world closes in on you and me
We are both stripped bare we are wild and free
And he remembered with fondness the first time they met
When the wind blew in cold and his shoes were all wet
Writer: Ben McNeil
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid