Beautiful South - Frank And Delores lyrics

(M. G. Greaves) Frank loved the blue Big open skies Played an old concertina Singing loola lullabies Frank loved an angel With black Spanish eyes And a smile to remind him of heaven Frank's been missing since Delores telephoned Scared of his shadow he's bleached to the bone Washed in the tears for a love that lays dying Wings have a habit of flying Singer and waitress he worked in saloons Between big red sunsets big yellow moons Tears in his eyes stones in his shoes Howling Wolf in his blues Frank's been missing since Delores telephoned Scared of his shadow he's bleached to the bone Washed in the tears for a love that lays dying Wings have a habit of flying Oooh tears in his eyes stones in his shoes Howling Wolf in his blues