Your ma said you cried in your sleep last night Your ma said you cried in your sleep last night Should have seen the look in her eye I had to tell her
Now, red is urgent, green's a let off And the score shows just another spin off Orange dance and brown in old Grey is weary, don't touch gold In the fireworks
Operator, give me Central Central Help me try to get my baby on the line Information, hear me calling, calling Find that number, give it to me one more
Throw it down Cleveland rain The Queen of Love has flown again To seek her daughter Who must lie beside the thief Whose golden tongue she will believe
If I ever get lucky mamma Win my train fare home If I ever get lucky babe Win my train fare home I'm goin' back to the border Where i'm better known
13th day of August '54 I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Ma didn't tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to come Daddy
Oh, take the whiskey from my glass and run Yes, take the whiskey from my glass and run Take the love from my heart - take it all now You tear it up and
Oh yeah, here I am I've been here since all the time began Oh oh, I'm here and then Go round and round and back again Hey hey, come look and see My footsteps
I was reaching for the future Slowly floating in the blue When I was a boy I dreamed a dream of you I danced upon the tree-top I drifted with the stream
Oh, the sleep by and dry Oh, mm, as the guilty are torn Come over the mountains come over the sea Mm, should my darkness prevail Ooh, does your memory
Hearts on fire Mmm, burning fast Love, desire Oh make sweet love last This one we'll sing now Soon you'll finally see All this mystery Oh, wouldn't it
When I was born I was running As my feet hit the ground Before I could talk I was humming An old railroad sound Things didn't get much better When by
First there was a fire that burned After came the sea Crawling through the rain and storm For you - for me Slowly walk the sacred fool Countenance sublime
Had a dream last night Didn't come as a surprise When I woke up wet With the moon in my eyes Just the same old dream Like the one before But this time
You can see it in the paper You can here it in the hall Just when you didn't want it it's coming through the wall Sneakin' in the bathroom battering your
I come from the tin pan valley and I'm moving right along I live on former glory, so long ago and gone I'm turning down the talk shows, the humour and
Good morning! What we have in mind is breakfast in bed for four hundred thousand! Tie dye on the highway See the garlands in your hair If you're goin'
Dance by me close Tell 'em, all to go Once for the money But I'm, through with the show An' move with me gently, Oh so slow Hold me and maybe, oh, We'
