St. Gotthard's Child

from by Robert Tilly & Wooden Ambulance

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St Gotthard miss, so she left the train
Tiptoed through her town
Good evening, said the rain
Her mother was asleep
And so was her dog
So I was standing there
Chatting with the fog

You are what you are, babe,
Ain't no distance that's too far,
Living is up here, babe, in the air...

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from Northern Sadness, released November 25, 2015

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Wooden Ambulance Subotica, Serbia

Wooden Ambulance will crush your heart. No doubt about it.
And you will still ask for more.

After years of laughter and tears, love and drunken nights, broken strings and fingernails, Wooden Ambulance write with the intensity not many musicians have. Far north, where the vast planes meet the horizon they open their souls to play you rough chords that will charm your days to come.
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