Roman Wall Blues


I've got the Roman Wall Blues, right down to my shoes. My skirt is small, and I am tall. I've got the Roman Wall Blues. I'm standing here with nothing to do, defending this wall from someone like you. I'm standing here all day long, sometimes I sing this song. My heart is back at home, in that wonderful land called Rome. While I'm here on this wall, and sleep in a deep dark hall. Someday I'll go back, to my friend called Mac. Marry my girl, and give her a pearl. I've got the Roman Wall Blues, right down to my shoes. My skirt is small, and I am tall. I've got the Roman Wall Blues.

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