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Have you seen the old man
In the closed down market Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes In his eyes you see no pride Hands held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news So how can you tell me you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind Have you seen the old girl Who walks the streets of London Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags She's no time for talking She just keeps right on walking Carrying her home in two carrier bags So how can you tell me you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind In the old night cafe at a quarter past eleven The same old man sitting there on his own Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone So how can you tell me that you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of London I'll show you something To make you change your mind Have you seen the old man Outside the seaman's mission Memory fading with the minor ribands that he wears In our city winter the rain cries little pity For one more forgotten hero And a world which doesn't care So how can you tell me you're lonely And say for you that the sun don't shine Let me take you by the hand And lead you through the streets of |
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Don't care for gardenias
Rather have a dandelion Don't like weddings much either now And things that you can't rely on. But you make me feel good You with your run-down shoes and your shining eyes You make me feel good You can do what you want and I don't mind. Don't much care for birds of paradise Rather have a sparrow Don't like flying much either now Things you can't control. But you make me feel good You with your scruffy jeans and your run-down shoes You make me feel good You only do the things that you want to. You make me feel good You with your scruffy jeans and your tangly hair You make me feel good You can do what you want And I don't care. |
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Take a bus, who needs a car
We'll eat here, take this seat near the door. Well I'm not hungry much now, are you? Is it ok if I share yours with you? I've got no money and I think I believe that you knew. Remember the moon on the wall, didn't she shine? The taste of the sheets and the feel of the wine. Wasn't I glad that you was mine In the Grande Affaire? Take a boat, maybe a plane, Anywhere now, 'cept Greece or Spain. For sure, I know where I am, I see canals, this is Amsterdam. I got friends here and they know, they can say who I am. Remember the room without any view? Frightened of meeting someone that we knew, No farewells or how-do-you-dos In the Grande Affaire. Now I've stayed in all the best hotels, And there's white coated waiters attend me, And I look at the beautiful girls, Do they really believe they can bend me? Well I drive now seldom I walk. I can speak French, but I'd rather not talk. Which suit will I wear tonight? Take out the brown, but in the end wear the white. After shade stepping out stepping into the light. Remember the moon on the wall didn't she shine, The year was all wrong so we sent back the wine, Wasn't you glad that you was mine In the Grande Affaire? |
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Give me sweet forgiveness
And I think that it might If not relieve all the pain that I feel At least help me to sleep tonight. Come down like an angel Come on down like a woman Say that it's forgiven. Give me your sweet forgiveness, Sweet forgiveness And it must be, Must be the seeds of heaven. When I'm weak and feeling guilty And it's sometimes I do, Give me strength to seek forgiveness Come and help me to see it through. Chorus Well you walk in with eyes open Say to yourself I am a man But you end up with a heart broken But somehow baby you still understand. Chorus |
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And once I walked a million miles
All the way to Yugoslavia And I carried you all of the way For where I was then there you are. As the sun rose o'er the curb stones By the road where I'd been sleeping Them night-long trucks, as they roared by They could not drown my weeping. And it was me, and I alone Who looked toward the far horizon And I saw King Heron On his dead tree throne And I knew not which to keep my mind on. Now I cannot speak for everyone For they got their reasons All on this road But, Heron, would that I had your wings For then I'd know where I would go For then I'd know where I would go. |
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Pity the boy who marries for money
Or wealth and position Thinking his troubles will fade out of mind. Pity the boy who marries for beauty Only to find like a flower in the morning it withers and dies. Better by far to marry for love, Stay broke for the rest of your days Than to settle down for the sake of Ending your rambling ways And they won't end And thinking about them Your time you will spend. Pity the girl who marries for duty Believing in time if she works at her heart It will turn into love. Pity the girl who marries for strength And protection, she'll find In the shade of a great tree nothing can grow. Better by far to marry for love And stay broke for the rest of your days Than to settle down for the sake of Ending the games you have played They won't end And thinking about them Your time you will spend. Bless the child that's born of a union Grown out of love He's richer by far, he's got more than enough Bless the child who walks in that union Grows in that love His riches are more than the stars under heaven. |
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Now it's come to talking I don't have much to say,
It wouldn't come out right, and so I'll leave it out, oh it's best that way And I want to get out now cos I need just a couple of drinks. Can you lend me a little money till I draw my pay? And I'm leaving like a thief in the night. But I will try to write to you, or maybe phone And I'll send you back the money, But not the love you lent I could never pay no interest on that loan You really give me comfort I couldn't take more tenderness My credit's overdrawn and I just slide deeper in your debt And I want to get out now cos I need just a couple of drinks. Can you lend me a little money till pay day next? Chorus Why don't you get some rest now you ought to get an early night. I've got a key so you can lock the door and it'll be all right. I'll just take my winter coat, it looks like it might rain. Can you lend me a little money just for the night? Chorus |
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Thousands of miles without moving
In the silence and stillness we're turning Who scattered the stars in the field of night? Say it's all right, say it's all right, Well say it's all right. Ocean storm-thrown boats collide With waves of no direction With compass set up on a star Head for the port's protection. Faster than light we're not ageing, So where does the time go we're saving? Give me a sermon for sleep tonight Won't you say it's all right, say it's all right, Well say it's all right. And the driftwood it collides With blind boats on the water Oh, sad I watched the moon fall down, But the river safely caught her. Confusion of stars where's the pattern To chart us away from collision? We are dust, we are spark, we were light before dark It was all right, it is all right, And it'll be all right. Above, below, worlds collide In the before and after Oh happy to watch the sun go down And join the angels' laughter. |
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