Saint John Blues

Saint John Blues
Way up in King Square, where the fountain flows
I gave my ring there to the Saint John Rose
But all the love I gave, she did refuse
And now I'm sittin' here, with the Saint John Blues

Way up in King Square, in old Saint John
I'm feeding pigeons here upon the lawn
And while I'm sitting here, some pigeon coos
You're not the only one with the Saint John Blues

Way down on Charlotte Street, I used to fly
Until my little dove, she said goodbye
And now I'm lonely just like you
I've got them old Saint John Blues
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