Lyrics Holy Low - Nadia Reid

Take me the top of St. Devon street
Wait for me darling 'til our hands do meet
I will wear the shackles and the golden crown
Nothing like your lover -
When he lets you down

Give my heart to the highest bidder
None of my friends have ever been winners
I settle for the worst and thats my father trait
'Get him to the church and don't you dare be late'

O- Holy Low
O- Holy Low
Holy Low
Low -o

Bring me to the bottom of the old?
Tell me I'm pretty and the only one
Oh, I wasn't waiting
I was
? Past me by

O- Holy Low
O- Holy Low
Holy Low
Low -o

Sally she is pregnant
Jimmy is doing lines in that old grey barn
& Oh I wasn't waiting I-
I was only?
Past me by

O- Holy Low
O- Holy Low
& Oh, Holy Low
Low -o

Take me the top of St. Devon street
Wait for me darling 'til our hands do meet
I will wear the shackles and the golden crown
Nothing like your lover -
When he lets you down