Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Savin Hill, artist - Street Dogs. Album song Savin' Hill, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 22.09.2003
Record label: Crosscheck
Song language: English
Savin Hill |
Savin Hill my starting point |
Down the beach with a few beers |
Didn’t know what life had in for us |
Starting out at St. Margarets |
Up there on that lonely hill |
I got my start in 1970 |
Moved on down to Motley school |
Down to St. Willies from there |
The catholic golden rule got hooks in me |
Sister Robad, Ms. Coughlin, the teachers and their authority |
I put my fists up to them at every turn |
Savin Hill it was my start |
Beginning of a lifetime |
I still remember those days clearly |
Cannot forget my roots |
Or when it really started |
Savin Hill down by the beach |
Grades on to eight were nuts |
Hi-jinx, stunts and pranks pulled out |
Me and my cousin Bill, the terrible two |
Danny, Joey, Robby, John, Saxon and Victoria |
Many a long neck bottle cracked down there |
Savin Hill it was my start |
From the courts back to the park |
The weekend time seemed so damn free |
If you had my back, I took yours |
Our obligatory creed |
Savin Hill down by the beach |
Do you remember the tennis courts? |
The bungalow or Harpo’s bench |
Do you remember jumping that bridge? |
The risks we took and our chances? |
GO! |
The later years brought on alcohol nights |
Coupled with petty arguments and barroom fights |
We never broke apart and we stood our ground |
If a cohort was lost he was found |
If things got hot, Dorchester stayed cool |
No other townies came toward us fools |
Savin Hill down by the beach |
It’s these memories I’ll go preach |
Savin Hill is where it all began |