Brabant

A beanie on my head, my collar turned up
It's freezing here, but at least it's dry
The days are short here, the night falls fast
The people are stiff and there's just one bar
As I walk to my hotel after a long dark day
I feel my house key deep in my pocket

And I'm walking here alone, in a too quiet town
I've never really had homesickness before
But the people, they're sleeping, the world shuts down
And then I think of Brabant, 'cause there's still light

I miss the warmth of a local café
The chatter of folks with that soft accent
I even miss complaining about nothing at all
If only they were as proud of Brabant as the Frisians
In the sunny south, I live with you
That's why I love Brabanders so much

I'm walking here alone in a too quiet town
I've never really had homesickness before
But the people, they're sleeping, the world shuts down
And then I think of Brabant, 'cause there's still light

The Peel and the Kempen and the Meierij
But the best thing about Brabant is you, that's you

And I'm walking here alone in a too quiet town
I've never really had homesickness before
But the people, they're sleeping, the world shuts down
And then I think of Brabant, 'cause there's still light

And then I think of Brabant, 'cause there's still light
And then I think of Brabant, 'cause there's still light