歌词
Y-V-O-N-N-E, Yvonne
Light brown hair down around her shoulders
Yellow vest, summer dress and a smile
Someone said they thought that she looked older
But she's seventeen and I wish that she was mine
You ought to see the way that she looked at me
Y-V-O-N-N-E, Yvonne
Y-V-O-N-N-E, Yvonne
How could you do this to me?
Strangers come and go through Salthill summers
Each year sees new faces in the sunshine
Oh, but Mercy Girl Yvonne, she was my favorite
Oh, she's seventeen and I wish that she was mine
You ought to see the way that she looked at me
Y-V-O-N-N-E, Yvonne
Y-V-O-N-N-E, Yvonne
Y-V-O-N-N-E, Yvonne
How could you do this to me?
