The Sun Beat Down in the Old Cornish Town

The Sun beat down on the old Cornish town
Has Dicky facing sideways his hat facing down
And he dreamt his way into the card playing shed
Where little Dicky knew that two would end up dead

That cheat there he put that card where it not should be
In my hand to spoil my chance of winning sixty three
Don't you know it ain't me

Run Dicky run boy they are coming
Run Dicky run you're gonna run far away
Run Dicky run boy they are coming
Run Dicky run you're gonna run far away



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Writer(s): Nathan Peter Williams
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