Rum Plus One

Corduroy, wool and mohair
Christmas is in the air
Theres a pub down in Kings Square
You want to stick yourself in there
Because the islay will loosen the tightening
And the fire looks so inviting
And December is yours to waste
Dayspring, stay

If the cold gets into your marrow
Its nobodys fault but your own
If youre loved then you oughta be thankful
Even if you cant always feel it in your bones
But i dont have it in me
To do the things i ought
Dayspring, deliver me up



Credits
Writer(s): James Meakim
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