Letra de
Jamaica Inn

Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann -
just a little stitch to mend the hole
he has torn
if you can
maybe I got too set in my ways
the sexiest thing is trust
I wake up to find
the pirates have come
tying up along your coast
how was I to know
the pirates have come
between Rebecca's
beneath your firmaments
I have worshipped
in the Jamaica Inn
in the Jamaica Inn
with the gales my little boat was tossed