Boston - Live

She comes from Boston
 Works at the jewelry store
 Down in the harbor
 Where the ferries come to shore
 She never really knew how good it would feel
 To finally find herself in a place so warm and real
 She wears a Red Sox cap
 To hide her baby dreads
 The girl she was in New England
 Is different now and dead
 In all the local bars
 She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
 She's from Boston
 She comes from Boston
 Talks to her family now and then
 Through e-mails and postcards
 She tries to explain to them
 That education and occupation will have to wait for now
 She loves the Rasta, reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
 She wears a Red Sox cap
 To hide her baby dreads
 The girl she was in New England
 Is different now and dead
 In all the local bars
 She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
 She's from Boston
 Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand
 She's seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand
 She wears a Red Sox cap
 To hide her baby dreads
 The girl she was in New England
 Is different now and dead
 In all the local bars
 She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
 She's from Boston
 She wears a Red Sox cap
 To hide her baby dreads
 From Boston
 She came to this island from Boston