The Pickups

Augusta

Augusta, I met you, dancing on the boat
Augusta, still holding, the napkin with words you wrote
Augusta, Augusta
First I found ya, then I lost ya

Gone now and flown away
Seems I just learnt your name

Augusta, it was three days, spent tumbling
Augusta, your memory's, now crumbling
Augusta, Augusta
I don't know ya, but I miss ya

Gone now and flown away
Seems I just learnt your name
It's like you tease and run away
But I just wanted to learn your name

Lyrics and Music Martin Crawford
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