The Beach Is Closed in Lonelyville
Words and music by Dave “Ace” Case
The last of the swallows has headed south
The radio fades in and out
The song you were singing won’t get wrote
‘Cause you’re just about to miss your last boat
The light’s burned out, its getting dark
The dog’s so old, that she don’t bark
The cat’s run off, it’s had its fill
The beach is closed in Lonelyville
The rules and regulations state
There’ll be no bathing when the close the gate
Well we post the rules up, in this town
So we’ll always have a target we can got shoot down
And the Irish are a merry race
Just start swimming, you’ll find the place
The sea is deep, its deeper still
When the beach is closed in Lonelyville
Lonelyville, Lonelyville
Lonelyville, Lonelyville
When fish can walk, and pigs can fly
When I’m young and pretty as a butterfly
When the war is over, and the banks don’t steal
When you and your stone heart have learned to feel
When life is fair, and five is ten
When you return my love, well then
The walls will fall, and wounds will heal
I’ll leave this place called Lonelyville
Lonelyville, Lonelyville
Lonelyville, Lonelyville
The summer’s gone, goodbye until
We meet again, in Lonelyville