Well you tell me you love me and I'm alright   Simple as that like the tail of a kite   And the old legionnaires well they're spoiling for a fight   On the streets of St. Augustine      Well the sun was in a bad mood in the cold winter sky   It was having a laugh on the look of surprise   Me I'm walking the cobblestone like a poet or a spy   On the streets of St. Augustine      California shimmers and I'll chase you someday   To the Fountain of Youth by the edge of the bay   But for now I just want to carry you away   To the streets of St. Augustine      Well they burned down the town in the name of a king   Divided it up for diamonds and rings   Now they're telling the singers there's no place to sing   On the streets of St. Augustine      And Fred well he's down from Nova Scotia again   He's sailing the seas on the palm of the wind   And he's going off to Cuba to that Canadian   From the streets of St. Augustine      And you can run from the pocket of a comfortable hand   Put your soul in a suitcase and travel the land   And count yourself lucky if you finally stand   On the streets of St. Augustine      Well you tell me you love me and I'm alright   Simple as that like the tail of a kite   I close my eyes and we're walking tonight   On the streets of St. Augustine