Marguerite from (upbeat music) by The Ebbs

The valley’s still cold, but its spring in my heart
I only hope that you’ll remember me
You changed your name and cut your hair but I’d recognize your eyes
anywhere, Maybe that’s...that’s what scares me the most

They say true love stories should never end
And I need to see your face again
Well these winters are long and the fight goes on
But my heart is beating for you Marguerite

We’ll hide up in the hills above this town
The plateau’s safe I swear, Marguerite
Freedom here comes at such an awful cost
And no-one can ever tell you what you’ve lost

Oh mon coeur
Oh mon coeur
Oh mon coeur
Oh mon coeur

They raided the shop on Strasbourg and they threw us all in jail
And that train leaves tomorrow but I’d rather face the gunfire hail
Now the things I keep thinking are things that you’ll never know
So kiss your kids for me, and tell your husband that I loved you so

• Acoustic
• indie folk
• Prince George