Black Dyke Band Follow

Set em' up, I'll be knockin' 'em all down
You wear your dress, baby, and I'll wear my tie
We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon in a burgundy sky

All our scribbled love dreams are lost or thrown away
Here amidst the shuffle of an overflowin' day
Love needs a transfusion I'll say, well, shoot it up on red wine
You're fishin' for a good time, baby, starts with throwin' in your line

Let's put a new coat of paint on this lonesome old town
Set em' up, set em' up, we'll knock 'em all down
You wear that pretty blue dress and I'll dig out my old school tie
And we'll laugh at that bloodshot moon in a burgundy sky

Oh, come on, baby
Walk with me down the Broadway, girl
You got to hold your head high again
Come on, come on, come on

Set em' up, I'll be knockin' 'em all down
You wear your dress, baby, and I'll wear my tie