You get a shiver in the dark It's been raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double
Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one at a time And we're counting all the
how long, how long baby how long has it been how long you gonna keep me wondering how long before you see stallin' me was wrong - how long how long,
a lovestruck romeo sings a streetsuss serenade laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Bella donna's on the highstreet Her breasts upon the off beat And the stalls are just the side shows Victoriano's old clothes And yes her jeans are tight
We're going on a holiday now Gonna take a villa, a small chalet On the Costa del Magnifico Where the cost of living is so low Yeah, we're gonna be so
It's a mystery to me - the game commences for the usual fee - plus expenses confidential information - it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the
Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lua, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it
A long time ago came a man on a track walking thirty miles with a pack on his back and he put down his load where he thought it was the best made a home
These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks
getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i choose sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo and i been riding
Here I am again in this mean old town And you're so far away from me And where are you when the sun goes down You're so far away from me So far away
I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man We are the chosen, we're the partisan The cause it is noble and the cause it is just We are ready to pay with
All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles And prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes
Can't find no sleeves for my records Can't get no laces for my shoes Can't get no fancy notes On my blue guitar Can't get no antidote for blues Can't
Baby I see this world has made you sad Some people can be bad The things they do, the things they say But baby I'll wipe away those bitter tears I'll