Beeswing Christy Moore

[Verse 1]
I was eighteen when I came to town
They called it the Summer of Love
Burnin' babies, burnin' flags
The hawks against the dove
I took a job at the steamin'
Way down on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl
That was workin' next to me

[Verse 2]
Brown hair zig-zagged around her face
A look of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
There was animal in her eyes
She said to me, "Can't you see
I'm not the factory kind
If you don't take me out of here
I'll lose my mind"

[Chorus]
She was a rare thing
Fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
And she was a lost child
She was runnin' wild
She said, "So long as there's no price on love, I'll stay
You wouldn't want me any other way"