Radio Caroline Lyrics – James Dillon

Home, the food
The town, the woods
Walk by your old school
Think of your childhood

The fields I knew
The birds that flew
They call it sentimental
Who really knows

Flesh and blood
The rain and mud
Little seeds are happy
Everybody’s so in love

We were raised in a Catholic way
They call us fatalistic
We’re gonna be okay
Jackie’s on the phone she’s coming over

She wants a little more than I can give her
We’re reaching for a lifeline in ovеrtime
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James Dillon Lyrics – Radio Caroline

James Dillon

Radio Caroline