Take me to the top of Saint Evans street

Wait for me darling till our hands do meet

I will wear the shackles and the golden crown

Nothing like your lover when he lets you down

Give away my heart to the highest bidder

None of my friends have ever been winners

I settle for the worst that's my fathers trait

Get him to the church and don't you dare be late

O holy low

O holy low holy low

O holy low

Bring me to the bottom of the old school yard

Tell me I am pretty and the only one

No I wasn't waiting I was only shy

Saint Evans street is surely gonna pass me by

O holy low

O holy low holy low

O holy low

Sally she is pregnant

Not the only one

Jimmy's doing lines in that old Grey barn

No I wasn't waiting I only shy

Saint evans street is surely gonna pass me by

O holy low

O holy low holy low

O holy low

Take me to the top of Saint Evans street

Wait for me darling till our hands do meet

I will wear the shackles and the golden crown

Nothing like your lover when he lets you down