[Lyric] Good Lady of Toronto (The Fifth Avenue Band)

Once I met a lady
My first, for I was younger then
Now she feels a baby
Was a cold wind from the south
But what's it all about?

In a week of constant Mondays
I will set sail of a Friday
And honeysuckle sorrow
Let's go where the olives grow
Good lady of Toronto

Well, I wish I was the baby there inside her
I wish I had a day to lie beside her
And if I had my poems, I'd recite to her
And light a friendly candle when she's gone

Well, I wish I was the baby there inside her
I wish I had a day to lie beside hеr
And if I had my poems, I'd recite to hеr
And light a friendly candle when she's gone
Well, once I met a lady
My first, for I was younger then
And honeysuckle sorrow
Let's go where the olives grow
Good lady of Toronto