My Girl Going To Town Lyrics - Deacon Blue

God of warm words 

And good things 

God of change 

God of broken chains 

And rusty rails in sidings 

God of the saints 

And nearly departed 

Come down and love the living 

Before they go 

Tell us a joke... 

My girl going to town 

She dresses down 

She still wears that tiny ring 

My girl going to town 

Takes the late train 

Oh it won't rain, she says 

God of good times 

Dry, happy, sunshine days 

God of sand castles 

And holidays 

In motor cars 

That take you days here and there 

How long till we get there? 

Fast asleep after tears 

That gently change the colour 

Of your brown skin 

My girl going to town 

Spends the days on her own 

Says the summer nights are warm 

My girl going to town 

Is it her I'm worried for? 

Are you coming home