Track 1 of the EP Fog Lamp Samba · 2014
Fog Lamp Samba
“The morning the fog finally burned off the bay, we wrote this before breakfast. It's the quickest song we've ever finished.”
bossa nova · bossa nova · sunny samba · 2:52
Lyrics
Morning on the harbour Fog sits on the bay Every boat is sleeping Every gull is grey I walk down to the baker With a coat that smells of rain Then the sun comes sliding Through the window pane Swing, swing, little lamp Light the morning, light the damp Samba in the fog today Let the grey go on its way Swing, swing, little lamp Every step a gentle stamp Hold my hand and sway with me Samba by the sea Fisher wives are laughing Over bread and tea Boys are kicking pebbles Down to the quay The lamp keeps swaying slowly Like it knows the tune Lighting up the morning Till the fog is gone by noon Swing, swing, little lamp Light the morning, light the damp Samba in the fog today Let the grey go on its way Swing, swing, little lamp Every step a gentle stamp Hold my hand and sway with me Samba by the sea When the world is soft and grey Dance a little anyway Gold will come at half past ten Then we'll dance again Swing, swing, little lamp Light the morning, light the damp Samba in the fog today Let the grey go on its way Swing, swing, little lamp Every step a gentle stamp Hold my hand and sway with me Samba by the sea Samba by the sea Samba by the sea