Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Liberty Belle, artist - Imelda May. Album song Slip Of The Tongue, in the genre
Date of issue: 11.06.2020
Record label: Universal Music Operations
Song language: English
Liberty Belle |
She’s like no one |
You’ve met before |
A rare little flower |
A precious stone |
Unpolished, upturned, gritty and growing up |
She’s resilient in the shade of adversity |
Rebellious in the face of a threat |
Amiable, changeable |
You’ll like her 'til she |
Knocks your block off |
If you step on her |
Once cobbled toes |
That they stole |
That they sold |
Like her rights from under her stout dipped nose |
Her sons fought and died |
Gave their lives |
As her daughters heavily bled |
In backstreets from dim lit desperate deeds |
Drugs blackened her teeth |
But her spirit, her mind, is blindingly bright |
And a beautiful sight to behold |
Her heart has been broken |
Bruised, dropped, used up |
She’s suffered taunts, been ridiculed |
And labelled by fools |
So when you pick her up |
Don’t patronise her |
Talk to her |
Look her straight in the eye |
And see her glory blind you sideways, frontways |
Every bleedin' way |
She’s a handsome one |
But don’t drench her in praise |
That makes her squirm |
Beyond her pale confine |
Let her rise with a pride |
That can only be earned |
From the life she has given |
To all who have lived within her |
She’s in my blood |
She’s in my core |
She is me |
And I am her |
She’s free, she’s a fine thing |
But not your thing nor my thing |
Not a nun nor a moll |
Between you, me and the wall |
That lady taking liberties |
She’s the belle of the ball |