Thimble Island

I’m going down to Thimble Island
To find my true love there.
I’m sure that I can find one
Long of limb with time to spare.
On Thimble Island.

I’m on my own down the river
I’ll bring my ivory needlecase.
I’ll weave a blanket for when I shiver.
I’ll stitch a bonnet to shield my face.

On Thimble Island.
You go there alone.
To find someone for to call them your own.

I’ve not heard of girls returning.
It is a murky, mystery place.
I may not have had much booklearnin’
But I’ve got charms to win the race.

On Thimble Island.
You go there alone.
To find…

(c) Rasputina – cello as vintage hell – add this to your life please

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Published by Bajema

"They changed the rules of the fairy tale. I'm no longer just the eccentric niece, now I'm the full blown spooky aunt. So come on! Take your best shot Mary Poppins!" I'm sure Julia said that in that one pin heady movie. Or maybe this is just my take on it.