Knaresborough Town
Chris Simpson
If you should come to Knaresborough Town
Look for a woman that knows me well
Winter arrives and find her go
And she goes by the bridge at Knaresborough Town
The river flows on many a year
Through summer green and autumn brown
And men have lived and men have died
That walk the bridge at Knaresborough Town
And if you come upon the river
Then tell her all the fields were found
The words are real, their thoughts are fake
That curse the bridge at Knaresborough Town
Now you who listen, mind you well
For twice the time has come around
The bridge did fall, so who knows when?
There'll be no world for Knaresborough Town
There'll be no world for Knaresborough Town
There'll be no world for Knaresborough Town
