one april two sisters grew restless marooned in a dreary old town so we packed up our dreams and our dresses as a cold rain was patterning down asleep above frozen dark waters the wind carried us cross the sea the sun woke us over gibraltar tired and hopeful and free annie roll down your window have you seen a sky so blue it s always lovely traveling with you on midsummer nights in coimbra we drank porto til we were full with the man with a scar on his forearm who said he d been gored by a bull september we stayed near the ocean and we lived in a little blue shack cavorting at night with the tall trees the neighbors hope we don t come back annie roll down your window have you seen a sky so blue it s always lovely traveling with you with winter upon us in dublin an irishman played with your hair you lost your heart at the old bailey and some part of it still might be there annie roll down your window have you seen a sky so blue over clouds and endless rainbows from my point of view it s all been lovely traveling together with you