Letra de James Joyce Soles - Deacon Blue

Here`s the pictures
I promised to send
You see the airbase
Where we were sent
Now the winter
Has started to descend
Your loving son was sent here
I got your letter
From Boise Idaho
To James Joyce Soles
To James Joyce Soles
I went down at midnight
To the Holy Loch shore
And scattered the ashes
Of James Joyce Soles
He knew the reasons
Why we were here
He loved your parcels
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And all your care
You`re so thoughtful
They`re so fair
I know my friend thought so
Was James Joyce Soles
He`s not just a soldier
He`s not just a friend
He`s been in the wars
In a foreign land
He`s been on the payphone
When itr was so cold
He was my comfort
Was James Joyce Soles
He was my comfort
In a country so old
He was my comfort
Was James Joyce Soles