Flatrock in the Rain

They said she came from Portugal, others said from Spain
Or Paris, France where she used to dance, in a houseboat on the Seine
She lived a while in Amsterdam, someone said someplace else
I know she never came from any of those places, though they claim
I know she came from Flatrock, on a Sunday, in the rain

She had a hundred dollars that she'd saved from splitting fish
She'd had enough of evenings on the wharf
She knew a girl from Chance Cove and they could share the rent
And go out at night and maybe have some fun

So she took a job at a joint downtown
Picking up tips and laying it down
Until one day she left it all behind
I know she wasn't meant for that crazy downtown scene
I know she came from Flatrock, on a Sunday, in the rain

She hopped a cab on Adelaide, the airport fare was all she paid
Gotta get a ticket going somewhere
Mastercard got quite a shock, she was gone before they could take stock
Off into the wild blue yonder

She came back once when her momma died
She just had to be there by her side
And afterwards she asked me for a ride
She bought some beer and I gave her flowers
We sang away her saddest hours
Morning caught us drinking coffee out at YYT

They called her flight and she was gone
Only her perfume lingered on
Off into the wild blue yonder

They said she came from Portugal, others said from Spain
Or Paris, France where she used to dance, in a houseboat on the Seine
She lived a while in Amsterdam, someone said someplace else
I know she never came from any of those places, though they claim
I know she came from Flatrock, on a Sunday, in the rain