In the tiny piece of coloured glass 
my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows 
were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak 
of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning 
on Jersey Thursday.

In the tiny piece of coloured glass 
my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows 
were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak 
of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning 
on Jersey Thursday.