Simon Marks - The Echuca Guitar Incident Lyrics

Well you left her in the car one night, so she came home with me
You were to drunk to drive, so we offered a ride but you said you'd walk comfortably
Was in a tiny little town with a river through it and late on a friday night
There were gypsy's in the air and mr echuca was seemingly everywhere

Was in a tiny little town on friday night, seemed everyone was out and feeling alright
Free karaoke at the irish bar, and a netball team in town from afar

Thats when i took your girl home on that friday night
Though something about it still don't feel right
But i took your lady home that friday night

She was oh so new to you and cut from a southern cloth
Pretty as a picture, shinny as fresh pressed dime
And you know i'd never do you wrong i'm as loyal as man's best friend
But every dog does will its day i just hope you can forgive me one of these days...

But she was dressed in black and shinning, she hit like a hurricane
I should have left her in the car, things never would have gone this far

But i took your girl home on that friday night
Though something about it still don't feel right
But i took your girl home that friday night
Yeah i took your girl home on that friday night
Should have left her in the car left her outta my sight
But i took your lady home on a friday night...

But i took her inside just to keep her clean
She was kinda new and fragile you know what i mean
Sometimes the best of intentions can go astray
Just hope you can forgive me one of these day's...

But i took your girl home on a friday night
Something about it doesn't feel right
But i took your girl home that friday night
Yeah i took your girl home on a friday night
I should have left her in the car left her outta my sight
But i took your lady home, on that friday night...