Our Lady Of The Campfire Lyrics - Poetry Of The Deed - Frank Turner

Tonight is her night and the city holds its breath 

Caught twixt life and death 

As she rolls in from the suburbs 

The garrison flees and the city will burn 

Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight 

London town trembles at the sight 

Because tonight is her night 

And the youth course through the streets 

To lay down at her feet and she runs a regal eye 

To choose who lives and decide who dies 

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Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight 

Fearful crowds part ways without a fight 

Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight 

London town trembles at the sight 

Because tonight is her night 

She keeps her counsel 

Smiles when she speaks now from ear to ear 

She's getting married or so they tell me 

When the spring is here 

She hums a tune from a song 

She knows from warm summers past 

A song that was sung by 

Kids around campfires in the quiet southwest 

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Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight 

London town trembles at the sight 

Because tonight is her night 

Yeah, tonight is her night 

Yeah, tonight is her night, tonight is her night