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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Hey where did we go, days when the rains came? Down in the hollow, playin' a new game Laughing and a running hey, hey! Skipping and a jumping In the misty morning fog with our hearts a thumpin' and you ... My brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slow? Going down the old mine with a transistor radio Standing in the sunlight laughing, hiding behind a rainbow's wall Slipping and sliding, all along the water fall, with you ... My brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl Do you remember when we used to sing? Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da ... la te da So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own I saw you just the other day, my, how you have grown! Cast my memory back there, Lord, sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout Making love in the green grass, behind the stadium with you ... My brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl Do you remember when we used to sing? Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Goodbye Baby (Baby Goodbye) Goodbye baby, so long girl. I know you ain't gonna like it, But I'm stepping right out in your world For I'm coming to your party And I won't be able to stay, But I'm gonna kiss you one more time, Lord, Then I'm going away. Goodbye baby hmm, baby goodbye hmm. You may be lonely, yeah, you may be hurt, Like a fool I gave you candy, You turned around and treated me like dirt. But still I'm gonna come to your party And just before the break of day I'm gonna touch you one more time, Lord, Then I'm going away. Sing it to me again Goodbye baby hmm ha, baby goodbye. Look out, what you see ? I see a train a-coming, A train a-coming down the long lonesome track. I'll tell you, girl, I gotta go on home now, But deep down in your heart You know that someday I'm, I'm coming back And I'm gonna look for you at your party, 'Cause all the time I know that I'll find you there And listen, I'm gonna dance with you One more time, oh yeah. Sing it to me tonight now Goodbye baby, sing it sweet baby goodbye. Lord, you're singing so sweet tonight Goodbye baby Goodbye baby baby baby baby goodbye I'll see you around sometime, Lord Goodbye baby... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Goodbye Baby (Baby Goodbye) Goodbye baby, so long girl. I know you ain't gonna like it, But I'm stepping right out in your world For I'm coming to your party And I won't be able to stay, But I'm gonna kiss you one more time, Lord, Then I'm going away. Goodbye baby hmm, baby goodbye hmm. You may be lonely, yeah, you may be hurt, Like a fool I gave you candy, You turned around and treated me like dirt. But still I'm gonna come to your party And just before the break of day I'm gonna touch you one more time, Lord, Then I'm going away. Sing it to me again Goodbye baby hmm ha, baby goodbye. Look out, what you see ? I see a train a-coming, A train a-coming down the long lonesome track. I'll tell you, girl, I gotta go on home now, But deep down in your heart You know that someday I'm, I'm coming back And I'm gonna look for you at your party, 'Cause all the time I know that I'll find you there And listen, I'm gonna dance with you One more time, oh yeah. Sing it to me tonight now Goodbye baby, sing it sweet baby goodbye. Lord, you're singing so sweet tonight Goodbye baby Goodbye baby baby baby baby goodbye I'll see you around sometime, Lord Goodbye baby... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Words and music by Van Morrison Little gal, little girl Lord, you know it's true Little gal, little girl, Lord, you know it's true, I don't want to stop Rockin' and rollin' with you. Are you gonna let me stand alone, Are you gonna let me stand alone, Caught you this mornin' Before your Daddy came home. And I've done more for you Than your Daddy has ever done, I've done more for you Than your Daddy has ever done Gave you my jelly roll And he ain't give you none. Don't you ever go down Down on Kersian [Curzon?] Street, It's bad Don't you ever go down Down on Kersian [Curzon?] Street That's where old John Flogs his daily meat Maybe sometime he says leave the Little boy and the girl behind I got messed up round somewhere Called the Notting Hill Gate I lived there for awhile But I moved out And when I moved out I was in such a state I've never gone back there, but I'm sure I done more for you Than you Daddy has ever done baby Made you learn your syllables. Done more for you Than your Daddy has ever done Gave you my jelly roll And he ain't give you none |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Midnight Special Let the midnight special Let the midnight special Shine its light on me Shine a light on me, Let the midnight special Let the midnight... Shine its ever-loving light on me Ever loving light on me. Yonder come miss Rosey, How in the world do you know, How in the world do you know ? Well, I know her by her apron And the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, A piece of paper in her hand, She gonna tell old John She want back her man, She want back her man. Let the midnight special Let the midnight special Shine its light on me Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Let the midnight... Shine its ever-loving light on me Ever loving light on... If you ever go to Houston, Yeah, you better walk right, You'd better not gamble And sure thing better not fight. The next thing you know The sheriff gonna arrest you And some judge send you down And you can bet your bottom dollar Lord, you'll be chaingang bound, Chaingang bound. Let the midnight special Let the midnight Shine its light on me Shine, shine, shine, shine, Let the midnight special Shine on, Shine its ever-loving light on me Shine on me, yeah. Let the midnight special Shine, shine, shine, Shine its light on me Shine, shine on me, Let the midnight special Way into midnight, Shine its ever-loving light on me Way into midnight, baby, Let the midnight special Waah... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Midnight Special Let the midnight special Let the midnight special Shine its light on me Shine a light on me, Let the midnight special Let the midnight... Shine its ever-loving light on me Ever loving light on me. Yonder come miss Rosey, How in the world do you know, How in the world do you know ? Well, I know her by her apron And the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, A piece of paper in her hand, She gonna tell old John She want back her man, She want back her man. Let the midnight special Let the midnight special Shine its light on me Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Let the midnight... Shine its ever-loving light on me Ever loving light on... If you ever go to Houston, Yeah, you better walk right, You'd better not gamble And sure thing better not fight. The next thing you know The sheriff gonna arrest you And some judge send you down And you can bet your bottom dollar Lord, you'll be chaingang bound, Chaingang bound. Let the midnight special Let the midnight Shine its light on me Shine, shine, shine, shine, Let the midnight special Shine on, Shine its ever-loving light on me Shine on me, yeah. Let the midnight special Shine, shine, shine, Shine its light on me Shine, shine on me, Let the midnight special Way into midnight, Shine its ever-loving light on me Way into midnight, baby, Let the midnight special Waah... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Ro Ro Rosey Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey, Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey. You're the apple of my eye, Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie. She's just sixteen and she's not yet grown, She never goes out on her own. She lives way up on the Avenue of Trees, Where I chanced to walk in the cool night breeze. And I, I see her face, her smile, her hair, I cry, "Oh, uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh." Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey, Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey. You're the apple of my eye, Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie, Huh uh, huh uh, huh uh. She came on walking down the avenue and I said, "Baby, can I come in, baby, can I come in And love you one more time ?" She said, "I love you, babe." I said, "D-d-d-do you, whoa woman, do you, Do you love me ?" Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey, Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey. You're the apple of my eye, Ice cream in my cherry pie. |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Ro Ro Rosey Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey, Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey. You're the apple of my eye, Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie. She's just sixteen and she's not yet grown, She never goes out on her own. She lives way up on the Avenue of Trees, Where I chanced to walk in the cool night breeze. And I, I see her face, her smile, her hair, I cry, "Oh, uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh." Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey, Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey. You're the apple of my eye, Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie, Huh uh, huh uh, huh uh. She came on walking down the avenue and I said, "Baby, can I come in, baby, can I come in And love you one more time ?" She said, "I love you, babe." I said, "D-d-d-do you, whoa woman, do you, Do you love me ?" Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey, Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey. You're the apple of my eye, Ice cream in my cherry pie. |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Spanish Rose The wine beneath the bed, The things we've done and said And all the memories that come glancing back to me In my loneliness You're standing in the bridge Beyond that stretch, but our love will reach Unconsciousness that find me sometimes wondering Where you're at. Hmm, take me back again, Take me back one more time, Spanish rose. The way you pulled the gate Behind you when you said, "It ain't too late, Come on, let's swing, let's turn and have a Ball tonight." And hoping you'd come through And many others, too, And all the friends we used to have in days gone by, I'm wondering If you'll take me back again, Take me back one more time, Spanish rose. And when the lights went out And no one was abandoning the country in full bloom, In the room we danced And many hearts were torn And when the word went around that everything was wrong And just couldn't be put right It tore me up, it tore me up, love. This room where you did sleep, The window I did creep And touched your raven hair and sang that song Again to you. You did not even wince, You thought I was the Prince To come and take you from your misery In lonely castle walls. Ah, take me back again, Take me back one more time, Spanish rose. Ah ah, ah ah, ooh, hmm, da da da di da da da ... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Spanish Rose The wine beneath the bed, The things we've done and said And all the memories that come glancing back to me In my loneliness You're standing in the bridge Beyond that stretch, but our love will reach Unconsciousness that find me sometimes wondering Where you're at. Hmm, take me back again, Take me back one more time, Spanish rose. The way you pulled the gate Behind you when you said, "It ain't too late, Come on, let's swing, let's turn and have a Ball tonight." And hoping you'd come through And many others, too, And all the friends we used to have in days gone by, I'm wondering If you'll take me back again, Take me back one more time, Spanish rose. And when the lights went out And no one was abandoning the country in full bloom, In the room we danced And many hearts were torn And when the word went around that everything was wrong And just couldn't be put right It tore me up, it tore me up, love. This room where you did sleep, The window I did creep And touched your raven hair and sang that song Again to you. You did not even wince, You thought I was the Prince To come and take you from your misery In lonely castle walls. Ah, take me back again, Take me back one more time, Spanish rose. Ah ah, ah ah, ooh, hmm, da da da di da da da ... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Now listen, Julie baby,
it ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight. It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through, Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn, Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha. Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind More further 'way than what you're lookin' for. I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door And looked into my eyes. Your a little star struck innuendos Inadequacies an' foreign bodies, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane Numbs my brain, oh Lord. Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe. I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe. I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you, Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. The cool room, Lord is a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets On your sick bed. I gotta go, I gotta go And you said, 'Please stay, I wanna, I wanna, I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water, Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water.' I said, 'I gotta go, I gotta go, baby.' I said, 'I'll send, I'll send somebody around here later. You know we got John comin' around here later With a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go.' The cool room, Lord is a fool's room, The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool's room, a fool's room. And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B. I gotta go, I gotta go. I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe. We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know. Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry. Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. I turned on the radio, If you wanna hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you. There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby, Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, In the cool room, in the cool room. |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Who Drove the Red Sports Car Who drove the red sports car from the mansion And laid upon the grass in summer time ? And who done me out high time fashion And made me read between the lines ? And who said, "Follow the man, it's your only chance, Sit on your throne, you got to make it on your own, on your own"? And who said, "Ha, ha, look at you, look at you, You got jam on your face." And who did your homework and read your Bible And signed your name every place ? And who said, "Fortunes untold don't go by gold, You're much better known, you got to make it on your own, On your own." Ah, ah, huh uh. And do you remember, do you remember this time, I said a long time ago when I came walkin' down, I came walkin' down, ha, by Maggie's place, ha ha ha, It started comin' on rain, huh, it started comin' on rain, 'Cause I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of pants And I was getting wet, I was getting wet, saturated, saturated there, And Maggie opened up the window and Jane swung out her right arm, She said, "Hi!" I said. "Hi, how're you doing, baby ?" She said, "Come on in out the rain, come on in out the rain, Lord, come on in out the rain, sit down by the fireside, And dry yourself." Achoo, do it, do it, ha ha ha, I got caught, I got caught in a, in a bag, in the bag, oh Lord, I said, "I don't mind if I do, I don't mind if I do." Ha, aah... |
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from Van Morrison - Blowin' Your Mind! (1967)
Who Drove the Red Sports Car Who drove the red sports car from the mansion And laid upon the grass in summer time ? And who done me out high time fashion And made me read between the lines ? And who said, "Follow the man, it's your only chance, Sit on your throne, you got to make it on your own, on your own"? And who said, "Ha, ha, look at you, look at you, You got jam on your face." And who did your homework and read your Bible And signed your name every place ? And who said, "Fortunes untold don't go by gold, You're much better known, you got to make it on your own, On your own." Ah, ah, huh uh. And do you remember, do you remember this time, I said a long time ago when I came walkin' down, I came walkin' down, ha, by Maggie's place, ha ha ha, It started comin' on rain, huh, it started comin' on rain, 'Cause I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of pants And I was getting wet, I was getting wet, saturated, saturated there, And Maggie opened up the window and Jane swung out her right arm, She said, "Hi!" I said. "Hi, how're you doing, baby ?" She said, "Come on in out the rain, come on in out the rain, Lord, come on in out the rain, sit down by the fireside, And dry yourself." Achoo, do it, do it, ha ha ha, I got caught, I got caught in a, in a bag, in the bag, oh Lord, I said, "I don't mind if I do, I don't mind if I do." Ha, aah... |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Astral Weeks
If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dream Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again From the far side of the ocean If I put the wheels in motion And I stand with my arms behind me And I'm pushin' on the door Could you find me? Would you kiss-a my eyes? To lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again There you go Standin' with the look of avarice Talkin' to Huddie Ledbetter Showin' pictures on the wall Whisperin' in the hall And pointin' a finger at me There you go, there you go Standin' in the sun darlin' With your arms behind you And your eyes before There you go Takin' good care of your boy Seein' that he's got clean clothes Puttin' on his little red shoes I see you know he's got clean clothes A-puttin' on his little red shoes A-pointin' a finger at me And here I am Standing in your sad arrest Trying to do my very best Lookin' straight at you Comin' through, darlin' Yeah, yeah, yeah If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dreams Where immobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find me Would you kiss-a my eyes Lay me down In silence easy To be born again To be born again To be born again In another world In another world In another time Got a home on high Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world I'm nothing but a stranger in this world I got a home on high In another land So far away So far away Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven In another time In another place In another time In another place Way up in the heaven Way up in the heaven We are goin' up to heaven We are goin' to heaven In another time In another place In another time In another place In another face.. |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Ballerina
Spread your wings Come on fly awhile Straight to my arms Little angel child You know you only Lonely twenty-two story block And if somebody, not just anybody Wanted to get close to you For instance, me, baby All you gotta do Is ring a bell Step right up, step right up And step right up Ballerina Crowd will catch you Fly it, sigh it, try it Well, I may be wrong But something deep in my heart tells me I'm right and I don't think so You know I saw the writing on the wall When you came up to me Child, you were heading for a fall But if it gets to you And you feel like you just can't go on All you gotta do Is ring a bell Step right up, and step right up And step right up Just like a ballerina Stepping lightly Alright, well it's getting late Yes it is, yes it is And this time I forget to slip into your slumber The light is on the left side of your head And I'm standing in your doorway And I'm mumbling and I can't remember the last thing that ran through my head Here come the man and he say, he say the show must go on So all you gotta do Is ring the bell And step right up, and step right up And step right up Just like a ballerina, yeah, yeah Crowd will catch you Fly it, sight it, c'mon, die it, yeah Just like a ballerina Just like a just like a just like a ballerina Get on up, get on up, keep a-moving on, little bit higher, baby You know, you know, you know,,, get up baby Alright, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on pushing,,,, Stepping lightly Just like a ballerina Ooo-we baby, take off your shoes Working on Just like a ballerina.. |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Beside You_
Little Jimmy's gone Way out of the backstreet Out of the window Through the fallin' rain Right on time Right on time That's why Broken Arrow Waved his finger down the road so dark and narrow In the evenin' Just before the Sunday six-bells chime, six-bells chime And all the dogs are barkin' Way on down the diamond-studded highway where you wander And you roam from your retreat and view Way over on the railroad Tomorrow all the tippin' trucks will unload Every scrapbook stuck will glue And I'll stand beside you Beside you child To never never never wonder why at all No no no no no no no no To never never wonder why at all To never never never wonder why it's gotta be It has to be Way across the country where the hillside mountain glide The dynamo of your smile caressed the barefoot virgin child to wander Past your window with a lantern lit You held it in the doorway and you cast against the pointed island breeze Said your time was open, go well on your merry way Past the brazen footsteps of the silence easy You breathe in you breathe out you breathe in you breathe out you breath in you breathe out you breathe in you breathe out And you're high on your high-flyin' cloud Wrapped up in your magic shroud as ecstasy surrounds you This time it's found you You turn around you turn around you turn around you turn around And I'm beside you Beside you Oh darlin' To never never wonder why at all No no no no no To never never never wonder why at all To never never never wonder why it's gotta be It has to be And I'm beside you Beside you Oh child To never never wonder why at all I'm beside you Beside you Beside you Beside you.. Oh child... |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Cyprus Avenue
And I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm conquered in a car seat Not a thing that I can do I may go crazy Before that mansion on the hill I may go crazy Before that mansion on the hill But my heart keeps beating faster And my feet can't keep still And all the little girls rhyme something On the way back home from school And all the little girls rhyme something On the way back home from school And the leaves fall one by one by one by one Call the autumn time a fool Yeah baby my tongue gets tied Every every every time I try to speak My tongue gets tied Every time I try to speak And my inside shakes just like a leaf on a tree I think I'll go on by the river with my cherry cherry wine I believe I'll go walking by the railroad with my cherry cherry wine If I pass the rumbling station where the lonesome engine drivers pine And wait a minute, yonder comes my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair Yonder comes my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair Six white horses and a carriage She's returning from the fair Baby, baby, baby And if I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And if I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm conquered in a car seat And I'm looking straight at you Way up on, way up on, way up on.... The avenue of trees Keep walking down In the wind and the rain, darling You keep walking down when the sun shone through the trees Nobody, no, no, no, nobody stops me from loving you baby So young and bold, fourteen years old Baby, baby, baby... Ooooh-ee |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Madame George
Down on Cyprus Avenue With a childlike vision leaping into view Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe Ford & Fitzroy, Madame George Marching with the soldier boy behind He's much older with hat on drinking wine And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through The cool night air like Shalimar And outside they're making all the stops The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops Happy taken Madame George That's when you fall Whoa, that's when you fall Yeah, that's when you fall When you fall into a trance A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance With your folded arms and history books you glance Into the eyes of Madame George And you think you found the bag You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag In the corner playing dominoes in drag The one and only Madame George And then from outside the frosty window raps She jumps up and says Lord have mercy I think it's the cops And immediately drops everything she gots Down into the street below And you know you gotta go On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row Throwing pennies at the bridges down below And the rain, hail, sleet, and snow Say goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder why for Madame George And as you leave, the room is filled with music, laughing, music, dancing, music all around the room And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all So cold And as you're about to leave She jumps up and says Hey love, you forgot your gloves And the gloves to love to love the gloves... To say goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder why for Madame George Dry your eyes for Madame George Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street In the backstreet, in the back street Say goodbye to Madame George In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street Down home, down home in the back street Gotta go Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Dry your eye your eye your eye your eye your eye... Say goodbye to Madame George And the loves to love to love the love Say goodbye Oooooo Mmmmmmm Say goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder why for Madame George The love's to love the love's to love the love's to love... Say goodbye, goodbye Get on the train Get on the train, the train, the train... This is the train, this is the train... Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye.... Get on the train, get on the train... |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Slim Slow Slider
Slim slow slider Horse you ride White as snow Slim slow slider Horse you ride Is white as snow Tell it everywhere you go Saw you walking Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning Saw you walking Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning Catching pebbles for some sandy beach You're out of reach Saw you early this morning With your brand new boy and your Cadillac Saw you early this morning With your brand new boy and your Cadillac You're gone for something And I know you won't be back I know you're dying, baby And I know you know it, too I know you're dying And I know you know it, too Everytime I see you I just don't know what to do.. |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
Sweet Thing
And I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I shall drive my chariot Down your streets and cry 'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite And I don't know why' And you shall take me strongly In your arms again And I will not remember That I even felt the pain. We shall walk and talk In gardens all misty and wet with rain And I will never, never, never Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count the stars That's shining in your eye Just to dig it all an' not to wonder That's just fine And I'll be satisfied Not to read in between the lines And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain And I will never, ever, ever, ever Grow so old again. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile.... |
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from Van Morrison - Astral Weeks (1968)
The Way Young Lovers Do
We strolled through fields all wet with rain And back along the lane again They were the sun shine In the sweet summertime The way that young lovers do I kissed you on the left once more And we said goodbye by the door in the nighttime Yeah, that's the right time To feel the way that young lovers do Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we were meant to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me And then we danced the night away And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, I love you' The way that young lovers do Do, do, do, do... Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way that we wanted to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you and you were for me I went on to dance the night away And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, baby, I love you' The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do Do, do, do, do.... |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
Half a mile from the county fair
And the rain came pourin' down Me and Billy standin' there With a silver half a crown Hands are full of a fishin' rod And the tackle on our backs We just stood there gettin' wet With our backs against the fence. Oh the water, oh the water, oh the water Hope it don't rain all day. And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like jelly-roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like goin' home And it stoned me. Then the rain let up And the sun came up And we were gettin' dry Almost glad a pick-up truck Nearly passed us by So we jumped right in And the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road We looked at the swim And we jumped right in Not to mention fishing poles. Oh the water, oh the water, oh the water Let it run all over me. And it stoned me to my soul...etc. On the way back home We sang a song But our throats were gettin' dry Then we saw the man From across the road With the sunshine in his eye Well he lived all alone In his own little home With a great big gallon jar There were bottles, two One for me and you And he said, "Hey ! there you are!" On the water, oh the water, oh the water Get it myself from the mountain stream. |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
When all the dark clouds roll away
And the sun begins to shine I see my freedom from across the way And it comes right in on time Well it shines so bright and it gives so much light And it comes from the sky above Makes me feel so free makes me feel like me And lights my life with love And it seems like and it feels like And it seems like yes it feels like A brand new day, yeah A brand new day, oh I was lost and double crossed With my hands behind my back I was longtime hurt and thrown in the dirt Shoved out on the railroad track I've been used, abused and so confused And I had nowhere to run But I stood and looked And my eyes got hooked On that beautiful morning sun And it seems like and it feels like And it seems like yes it feels like A brand new day, yeah A brand new day, oh And the sun shines down all on the ground Yeah, and the grass is oh so green And my heart is still and I've got the will And I don't really feel so mean Here it comes, here it comes Here it comes right now And it comes right in on time Well is eases me and it pleases me And it satisfies my mind And it seems like and it feels like And it seems like yes it feels like A brand new day, yeah A brand new day, oh |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
And the caravan is on its way
I can hear the merry gypsies play Mama, mama, look at Emma Rose She's a-playing with the radio La la la la, la la la And the caravan has all my friends It will stay with me until the end Gypsy Robin, Sweet Emma Rose Tell me everything I need to know La la la la ... Turn up your radio and let me hear the song Switch on your electric light Then we can get down to what is really wrong I long to hold you tight so I can feel you Sweet lady of the night i shall reveal you La la la la ... And the caravan is painted red and white That means ev'rybody's staying overnight Barefoot gypsy player round the campfire sing and play And a woman tells us of her ways La la la la ... Turn up your radio and let me hear the song Switch on your electric light Then we can get down to what is really wrong I long to hold you tight so I can feel you Sweet lady of the night I shall reveal you Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher. radio Turn it up, that's enough, so you know it's got soul Radio, radio, turn it up, hmmmm La la la la ... |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
By the side of the tracks where the train goes by
The wind and the rain will catch you, you will sigh Deep in your heart Then you'll come a-running to me You'll come a-running to me Well you watch the train go 'round the bend Play in dust and dream that it will never end Deep in your heart You'll come a-running to me You'll come a-running to me Said, hey, come a-running to me Oh, come a-running to me Hey, yeah, come a-running to me Said, hey, come a-running to me Oh, come a-running to me Hey, yeah, come a-running to me With your hound dog by your side And your arms stretched out open wide I wanna keep you satisfied in the morning sun By my side, come on, come on run And you kick the sand up with your heels You think to yourself how good it feels Put away all your walking shoes Then you come running to me Now you come running to me I said, hey, come a-running to me Oh, come a-running to me Hey, yeah, come a-running to me You gotta rainbow if you run to me |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
And the heavens open everytime she smiles And when I come to her that's where I belong Yet I'm running to her like a river's song She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love She's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling low down And when I come to her when the sun goes down She take away my trouble, take away my grief Take away my heartache, I go right to sleep She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love Yes I need her in the daytime Yes I need her in the night Yes I want to throw my arms around her Kiss her hug her kiss her hug her tight And when I'm returning from so far away She gives me some sweet lovin' brightens up my day Yes it make me righteous yes it makes me whole Yes it makes me mellow down to my soul She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
We shall walk again down along the lane
Down our avenue just like we used to do With our heads so high smile at the passers by Then we'll softly sigh ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone By the winding stream we shall lie and dream We'll make dreams come true if we want them to Yes all will come play the pipes and drum Sing a happy song and we'll sing along Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone We shall walk again down along the lane Down our avenue just like we used to do With our heads so high smile at the passers by Then we'll softly sigh ay, ay, ay, ay, ay |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
And they'll lay you down low and easy
And it looks like you kids will stay Christmas It demands that you travel the distance So believe no lies, dry your eyes and realize That surprise La, la, la, la la, la, la, la la, la, la, la And the business will shake hands and talk in numbers And the princess will wake up from her slumber Then all the knights will step forth with their arm bands And ev'ry stranger you meet in the street will make demands So believe no lies, dry your eyes and realize That surprise La, la, la... And we'll send you glad tidings from New York Open up your eyes so you may see Ask you not to read between the lines Hope that you will come in right on time And they'll talk to you while you're in trances And you'll visualize not taking any chances But meet them halfway with love, peace and persuasion And expect them to rise for the occasion Don't it gratify when you see it materialize Right in front of your eyes That surprise La, la, la, la... And we'll send you glad tidings from New York Open up your eyes so you may see Ask you not to read between the lines Hope that you will come in right on time And they'll lay you down low and easy |
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from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it I don't have to fear it I want to rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old Then magnificently we will float into the mystic And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it I don't have to fear it I want to rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And together we will float into the mystic Come on girl... |
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4:37 | ||||
from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
Well it's a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes A fantabulous night to make romance 'Neath the cover of October skies And all the leaves on the trees are falling To the sound of the breezes that blow And I'm trying to please to the calling Of your heart-strings that play soft and low You know the night's magic Seems to whisper and hush And all the soft moonlight Seems to shine in your blush... Can I just have one a' more moondance With you, my love? Can I just make some more romance With a' you, my love? Well I wanna make love to you tonight I can't wait till the morning has come And I know now the time is just right And straight into my arms you will run And when you come my heart will be waiting To make sure that you're never alone There and then all my dreams will come true dear There and then I will make you my own And every time I touch you You just tremble inside And I know how much you want me That, you can't hide... Chorus. It's a marvelous night for a moondance...etc. One more moondance with you In the moonlight On a magic night la, la, la, la, there's a moonlight On a magic night Can't I just have one more dance With you my love? |
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3:54 | ||||
from Van Morrison - Moondance (1970)
I dreamed you paid your dues in Canada
Left me to come through I headed for the right way I knew exactly just what to do I dreamed we played cards in the dark And you lost and you lied Wasn't very hard to do But hurt me deep down inside Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true My back was up against the wall And you slowly just walked away You never really heard my call When I cried out that way With my face against the sun You pointed out for me to go Then you said I was the one Had to reap what you did sow Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true And hush-a-bye, don't you ever think about it Go to sleep, don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above And Ray Charles was shot down But he got up to do his best A crowd of people gathered round To the question answered "yes" And you slapped me on the face I turned around the other cheek You couldn' t really stand the pace And I would never be so meek Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true And hush-a-bye, don't you ever think about it Go to sleep, don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Blue Money
The photographer smiles Take a break for a while Take a rest, do your very best Take five, honey You search in your bag Light up a fag Think it's a drag, but you're so glad To be alive honey Hey when this is all over You'll be in clover We'll go out and spend All of your blue money Do do you do . . . etc. Well the cameraman smiles Take a break for a while Do your best, do your very best Take five, honey You search in your bag Light up a fag Say it's a drag, but you're so glad To be alive honey When this is all over You'll be in clover We'll go on out and spend All of your blue money Do do you do . . . etc. Blue money Breau money Juice money Loose money Blue money, honey Breau money. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Call Me Up In Dreamland
Well I've tried and I've tried But the river seems so wide And my head hurts and my hands are tied And it's so hard When you're standing on the yard Every time your number comes around Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man Get the message to me Anywhere you can Let your river roll Way down in your soul Never to grow old On a saxophone From the airport to the plane Way to the railroad train Why don't we take it from the top And start all over again Every time you hear that whistle blow You know you gotta put on your show Every time your number comes around Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man Get the message to me Anywhere you can Let your river roll Way down in your soul Never to grow old On a saxophone From the car to the bar Why don't you pour it in a jar Put a label on it And send it off to the lost and found You gotta get it in your brain Before you go insane Every time your number comes around Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man Get the message to me Anywhere you can Let your river roll Way down in your soul Never to grow old On a saxophone Never to grow old On a saxophone Never to grow old On a saxophone Never to grow old On a saxophone. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Crazy Face
All the people were waiting for Crazy Face He said he'd meet them at his favourite place Dressed in black satin, white linen and lace With his head held high and a smile on his face He said: Ladies and gentlemen, the prince is late As he stood outside the church-yard gate And polished up on his .38 and said I got it from Jesse James. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Domino
Don't wannna discuss it Think it's time for a change You may get disgusted Start thinkin' that I'm strange In that case I'll go underground Get some heavy rest Never have to worry About what is worst or what is best (Get it) Oh oh Domino (it's all right) Roll me over, Romeo, there you go Lord, have mercy I said oh-oh, Domino Roll me over, Romeo, there you go Say it again I said oh-ooh-oh Domino I said oh-ooh-ooh-oh Domino (Dig It) (Instrumental) There's no need for argument There's no argument at all And if you never hear from him That just means he didn't call Or vice versa That depends on where ever you're at (All right) And if you never hear from me That just means I would rather not (Hit it) Oh oh Domino (All right) Roll me over Romeo, there you go Lord have mercy I said, oh oh Domino Roll me over Romeo, there you go (Hey, all right) Say it again Oh-oh-ooh-ooh Domino (Hey, hit it) I said oh-ooh-ooh Domino Well, Mr. DJ I just wanna hear Some rhythm and blues music On the radio On the radio On the radio Uh-uh, all right Uh-uh, all right Uh-uh, all right Uh-uh Hear the band (Instrumental) One more time (Instrumental to end) |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Give Me A Kiss (Just One Sweet Kiss)
Baby just one sweet kiss, Honey from your sweet lips Baby just one sweet kiss, Honey from your sweet lips That's all I want, that's all I need I'm satisfied Baby just one of your smiles You know makes it all worthwhile Baby just one of your smiles You know makes it all worthwhile We could go walking down the lane Together hand in hand But if you think That it's gonna rain We'll stay at home And listen to the band Baby just one sweet kiss Honey from your sweet lips Baby just one of your smiles You know makes it all worthwhile That's all I want, that's all I need I'm satisfied. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Gypsy Queen
Dance on Gypsy Queen And if it's all night, It's alright Rave on, let your love Come tumbling down And if you let your love come tumbling down, It's alright Dance on, you know it's all right Gypsy Queen Dance on, you know it's all right Gypsy Queen Rave on, there beneath the silvery moon Don't stop your carburetor Let your car run And if it starts to rain Keep on dancin in the rain And if it's all night It's alright Dance on, you know it's all right Gypsy Queen Dance on, you know it's all right Gypsy Queen Ooh la la la la la la la la la la Dance dance dance the night away Ooh la la la la la la la la la la Dance dance dance the night away Come on come on come on let me hear you say You're gonna dance on gypsy queen Stars shine down on you And it's alright Ooowee I wanna throw my arms around you I'm so glad I've found you Gypsy queen Dance on, you know it's all right Gypsy Queen Dance on, you know it's all right Gypsy Queen etc. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
I'll be your man
I'll understand And do my best to take good care of you Yes I will You'll be my queen I'll be your king And I'll be your lover too yes i will Derry down green Colors of my dreams A dream that's daily coming true (let me tell you) When day is through I will come to you And tell you of your many charms and You'll look at me With eyes that see And melt into each others arms And so I come To be the one Who's always standing next to you Reach out for me So I can be The one who's always reaching out for you yes i will You'll be my queen I'll be your king And I'll be your lover too. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
> I've been workin'
I've been workin' I've been workin' so hard I've been workin' I've been workin' so hard When I come home I make love to you, make love to you I've been grindin' I've been grindin' so long I've been grindin' I've been grindin' so long I been up the thruway, Down the thruway Up the thruway, Down the thruway, Up the thruway, Down, Up, Down, Back Up again I said woman, woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel alright I said woman, woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel alright Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
If I Ever Needed Someone
Lord if I ever needed someone I need you lord if I ever needed someone I need you To see me through the daytime And through the long lonely night To lead me through the darkness And on into the light To stand with me when I'm troubled And help me through my strife When times get so uncertain to turn to To you in my young life Lord if I ever needed someone I need you Lord if I ever needed someone I need you Someone to hold onto And keep me from all fear Someone to be my guiding light And keep me ever dear To keep me from my selfishness To keep me from my sorrow To lead me on to givingness So I can see a new tomorrow Lord if I ever needed someone I need you Lord if I ever needed someone I need you Someone to walk with Someone to hold by the hand Someone to talk with Someone to understand To call on when I need you And I need you very much To open up my arms to you And feel your tender touch To feel it and to keep it Just right here in my soul And care for it and keep it with me Never to grow old Lord if I ever needed someone I need you Lord if I ever needed someone I need you etc. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Street Choir
Street Choir sing me the song for the new day Don't make it long and remember to sing it the old way Let it all out, let your voice ring in the street now My fun, will be this one to complete now Why did you leave America Why did you let me down And now that things seem better off Why do you come around You know I just can't see you now In my new world crystal ball You know I just can't free you now That's not my job at all Move it on up, move it on up by the window Magnificent flow, let it all go in the moonglow I'll take the wine, I'll take the wine in the gravy Ask you the time, and just send the bill to my baby Why did you leave America Why did you let me down And now that things seem better off Why do you come around You know I just can't see you now In my new world crystal ball You know I just can't free you now That's not my job at all Why did you leave America Why did you let me down And now that things seem better off Why do you come around You know I just can't see you now In my new world crystal ball You know I just can't free you now That's not my job at all I just can't free you now That's not my job at all. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Sweet Jannie
Oh sweet Jannie won't you come out tonight Oh sweet Jannie girl won't you come out tonight I want to take you walkin way out in the clear Moonlight Oh baby come on and take me by my hand Oh baby come on and take me by my hand I don't want to stop walkin till we Get up to the preacher man I've been in love with you baby Ever since you were in Sunday school I've been in love with you baby Ever since you were in Sunday school And I knew right there and then I just wanted to be your fool Oh sweet Jannie won't you come out tonight Oh sweet Jannie girl won't you come out tonight I want to take you walkin way out in the clear Moonlight. |
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from Van Morrison - His Band And The Street Choir (1970)
Virgo Clowns
Let us free you from the pain Let us see you smile again Let us unlock all the chains You're broken-hearted Let us help you to forget Let us help you unlock it It's not nearly time to quit You've only started You gotta Sit down funny face Let your laughter fill the room Light up your golden smile Take away all your misery and gloom Let your laughter fill the room Let your laughter fill the room Let us shake you by the hand Let us help you understand Take your head out of the sand And shake it free now Let us help you to go on We are here to lean upon Now you know exactly just who You want to be now Come on Sit down funny face Let your laughter fill the room Light up your golden smile Take away all your misery and gloom Let your laughter fill the room Let your laughter fill the room Let us lift you up on high See the twinkle in your eye Raise your head up to the sky And say it's easy Hey let the trumpets ring it Let the angels sing it Let your pretty feet go dancing Let your worn out mind go prancing And Sit down funny face Let your laughter fill the room Light up your golden smile Take away all your misery and gloom Let your laughter fill the room Let your laughter fill the room etc. |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
Well you know sometimes it gets so hard
And everything don't seem to rhyme I take a walk out in my backyard and go Do do loo do do, do do loo do do Waiting for the sun to shine And you know sometimes it gets so painful Just like talking to yourself When everything don't seem to have no rhyme or reason we all go Do do loo do do, do do loo do do Waiting for the sun to shine We move along Keep singing our song Straight to your heart like a cannonball La la ti da, la la ti da Doo do loo do do Waiting for the sun to shine Well you know, everyday we hear it through the grapevine That's why I'm so tired of hearing it through the grapevine anymore Because you hear it through the grapevine It's just a dirty rotten waste of time, we go Do do loo do do While waiting for the sun to shine We move along Keeping singing our song Straight to your heart like a cannonball La la ti da, la la ti da Doo do loo do do We move along Keep singing our song Straight to your heart like a cannonball |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
Twenty-third of December
Covered in snow You in the kitchen With the lights way down low I'm in the parlor playing my old guitar Speaking to you, darling, to find out how you are I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight Come to me softly Come to me quiet Know what I'm after I'm gonna try it Snowstorm's on the way and we'll be stranded for a week Come over to the window, look outside take a peek I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight You know I am lonely And in need of your company Oh, let your love light shine on down on me And we can just sit here Look at the fire Watch the flames leaping higher and higher Tea on the stove food in the pan Ain't going nowhere and we don't have many plans I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight And you know I am lonely I been in need of your company Let your love shine on down on me I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight I want to roo you, want to get through to you I want to woo you, woo you tonight Woo you tonight, pretty baby Woo you tonight, little darling Woo you tonight, alright Woo you tonight |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey
Oh, she give me southern love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above Oh, she give me southern comfort Oh, she give me moonshine love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above Here I am riding on a train Just about thunderballs down the line Just can't wait any longer See that little darling of mine See that little darling of mine She's my Texas sweetheart Part from Arkansas Then we're dancing Across the floor And a band was playing People were swayin', to and fro Streamline promenade Streamline promenade And I said, "Wait a minute, Wait a minute, wait a minute I'm gonna take a plane Come with me tonight" Gonna put on my hot pants And promenade down funky broadway 'Til the cows come home La la la da... Oh streamline promenade Promenade streamline Streamline promenade Promenade streamline Think I'm gonna promenade all night Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above Oh, she give me southern comfort Oh, she give me moonshine love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above Listen, here we are Thinking about time When I resist here and now And I just want to lie my feet On a river bed instead Can't wait any longer For the sign I want to get down some time in the water Watch the fish in the water Bubbles, watch the bubbles come up in the water Promenade streamline in the water Streamline promenade, get funky Promenade streamline, funky as you want to be La da da... Streamline promenade Well, I feel alright tonight Streamline promenade Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love She give me southern love Child, she give me southern love... |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
Oh don't it get you
Get you when you're through Feel the breezes blowing all around your coat Oh don't it get you When you gotta roam Hear the children singing 'Daddy's coming home' Going down to old old woodstock Feel the cool night breeze Going down to old old woodstock Going down to give my baby a squeeze Going down to old old woodstock Feel the cool night breeze Going down to old old woodstock Way behind the shady trees Here I come a swaggering Way on over the ridge See the water flowing way beneath the bridge And my woman's waiting By the kitchen door I'm driving along In my old beat up car Going down to old old woodstock Feel the cool night breeze Going down to old old woodstock Give my child a squeeze Going down to old old woodstock To feel the cool night breeze Going down to old old woodstock Way behind the shady trees Listen, Oh don't it get you Get you in your throat Feel the breezes blowing All around your coat Lord don't it get you When you're bound to roam Hear your children sing 'Daddy's coming home' Going down to old old woodstock To feel the cool night breeze Give my child a squeeze Going down to old old woodstock To feel the cool night breeze Going down to old old woodstock Way behind the shady trees Going down to old old woodstock... |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
When I hear that robin sing
Well I know it's coming on spring Ooo-we and we're starting a new life I've been shoveling the snow away Working hard for my pay All I gotta say is we're starting a new life We're gonna move Way on down the line Girl, we been standing In one place for too long a time When I hear that robin song Well, I know it won't be long Frank, I know we belong And we're starting a new life We gonna move, move way on down the line Girl, we been standing In one place for too long a time When I hear that robin song Well, I know it won't be long Frank, I know we belong And we're starting a new life |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
You can take all the tea in china
Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail right around the seven oceans Drop it straight into the deep blue sea She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't keep us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor bent on chivalry She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You can't stop us on the road to freedom You can't stop us 'cause our eyes can see Men with insight, men in granite Knights in armor intent on chivalry She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee You know she's alright You know she's alright with me She's alright, she's alright (she's an angel) You can take all the tea in china Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail it right around the seven oceans Drop it smack dab in the middle of the deep blue sea Because she's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee She's as sweet as tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as tupelo honey Just like the honey, baby, from the bee She's my baby, you know she's alright |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
I want you, be around
When that evening sun goes down I want you, be around Keep my both feet on the ground When that evening sun goes down I want you, understand, little girl, take me by my hand I want you, understand, I wanna be your loving man When that evening sun goes down If it's nice, we'll go for a walk, a stroll in the clear moonlight Singing a song, won't take long Everything gonna be alright and I wanna hold you oh so near Keep you, darling from all fear I wanna hold you oh so near Nibble on your little ear When that evening sun goes down If it's nice, go for a walk, stroll in the clear moonlight Sing you a song, won't take long Everything gonna be alright and I wanna hold you oh so near Keep you, darling from all fear I wanna hold you oh so near Nibble on your little ear When that evening sun goes down When that evening sun goes down |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
Wild Night
As you brush your shoes Stand before the mirror And you comb your hair Grab your coat and hat And you walk, wet streets Tryin' to remember All the wild night breezes In your mem'ry ever And ev'rything looks so complete When you're walkin' out on the street And the wind catches your feet Sends you flyin', cryin' Ooo-woo-wee! Wild night is calling, alright Oooo-ooo-wee! Wild night is calling And all the girls walk by Dressed up for each other And the boys do the boogie-woogie On the corner of the street And the people, passin' by Stare in wild wonder And the inside juke-box Roars out just like thunder And ev'rything looks so complete When you walk out on the street And the wind catches your feet And sends you flyin', cryin' Woo-woo-wee! Wild night is calling Alright Ooo-ooo-wee! Wild night is calling, alright The wild night is calling The wild night is calling Come on out and dance Whoa, come on out and make romance Yes, indeed Come on out and dance Come on out, make romance (Instrumental & horn solo) The wild night is calling, alright The wild night is calling Come on out an dance Yeah, come on out 'n make romance Come on out and dance, alright Come on out, n' make romance. |
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from Van Morrison - Tupelo Honey (1971)
You're my woman
And you're my woman You bore my child, Lord You bore my child, Lord I want to thank you I want to thank you And no one else will do And no one else will do And no one else will do Baby, you, you are my sunshine I am your guiding light To like a ship out in the night Returning for a light I love you I really love you My heart is for you My heart is for you I long to feel you I long to feel you And every time I do And every time I do And every time I do Baby, it's you, you are my sunshine I am your guiding light Just like a ship out in the night Returning for a light, oh yeah And it's really real The way I feel It's really real Lord have mercy Look into my eyes Look into my eyes And you realize And you realize Is really, really, really real In Kingston town now In Kingston town now Walked up and down now Looked at the ground now You went in labor You went in labor And all our friends came through And all our friends came through And all out friends came through Baby, it's you, you are my sunshine I am your guiding light Just like a ship out in the night Returning for a light, oo-we And it's really real The way I feel It's really real Look into my eyes Look into my eyes And you realize And you realize It's really, really, really real, oh yeah And you're my woman And you're my woman And you're my woman And you're my woman |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
I can hear them calling way from Oregon
I can hear them calling way from Oregon And it's almost Independence Day Me and my lady, we go steppin' (we go steppin') We go steppin' way out on China town All to buy some Hong Kong silver And the wadin' rushing river (we go steppin') We go out on the, out on the town tonight I can hear the fireworks I can hear the fireworks I can hear the fireworks Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay I can hear them echoing I can hear, I can hear them echoing Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay I can see the boats in the harbor (way across the harbor) Lights shining out (lights shining out) And a cool, cool night And a cool, cool night across the harbor I can hear the fireworks I can hear the people, people shouting out I can hear the people shouting out (up and down the line) And it's almost Independence Day I can see the lights way out in the harbor And the cool, and the cool, and the cool night And the cool, and the cool, and the cool night breeze And I feel the cool night breeze And I feel, feel, feel the cool night breeze And the boats go by And it's almost Independence Day And it's almost, and it's almost Independence Day Way up and down the line Way up and down the line |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
You can make out pretty good
When you're on your own And you know just where you are When you want to roam Got the moon above your head And the road beneath your feet Pull into a wooded glen Make your own retreat La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaa La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaa Gypsy! Laying underneath the stars Can be so much fun Especially when you're feeling good When you're with the one you love Sway to sounds of two guitars Around the campfire bright Then mellow out like violins In the morning light La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaa La da di id di di di La da di di di di di daaa Gypsy! No matter where you wander And no matter where you roam Any place you hang your hat You know that that is home, check it out first Sway to sounds of two guitars Around the campfire bright Then mellow out like old violins In the morning light La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaa, hep La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaa Gypsy! La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaaa, hep La da di di di di di La da di di di di di La da di di di di di daaa Gypsy! |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
I Will be There
Whenever the sunshine comes through Whenever my thoughts turn to you Whatever you want me to do I will be there Whether I crawl uphill Try to not be through the mill Just as long as I fit the bill I will be thereIf it's on a lazy afternoon in summertime And you're drinking champaigne and wine Anytime, I don't mind Even if I've got the blues And after I pay all my dues You decide to go for a cruise I will be thereAnd if it's on a lazy afternoon in summertime And you're drinking champaigne and wine Anytime, I don't mind And even if I've got the blues I'm tired of paying oh so many dues And you decide to go for a cruise Going to grab my razor and my suitcase and my toothbrush and my overcoat and my underwear I will be there |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
Jackie Wilson Said
Da, da, da, da, da, Jackie Wilson said It was "Reet-Petite" Kinda love you got Knock me off my feet Let it all hang out Oh, let it all hang out. And you know I'm so wired-up Don't need no coffee in my cup Let it all hang out Let it all hang out. Watch this: Ding-a-ling-a-ling Ding-a-ling-a-ling-ding Ding-a-ling-a-ling Ding-a-ling-a-ling-ding Do-da-do-da I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven I'm in heaven, when you smile When you smile, when you smile When you smile. And when you walk Across the room You make my heart go Boom-boom-boom Let it all hang out Baby, let it all hang out And ev'ry time You look that way Honey chile, you make my day Let it all hang out Like the man said: let it all hang out. Watch this: Ding-a-ling-a-ling ... etc. |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
And all my love come down
All my love come tumblin' down All my love come tumblin' down All my love come tumblin' down Oh, listen listen To the lion Oh, listen listen listen To the lion Inside of me Oh, oh, oh And I shall search my soul I shall search my very soul And I shall search my very soul I shall search my very so-o-oul For the lion For the lion For the lion For the lion Inside of me Oh, oh, yeah And all my tears have flown All my tears like water flown And all my tears like water flown All my tears like-a water flown For the lion For the lion For the lion For the lion Inside of me Listen to the lion [Repeat x14] And we sailed, and we sailed And we sailed, and we sailed And we sailed, and we sailed ... sailed to Caledonia And we sailed, and we sailed, And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed Away from Denmark Way up to Caledonia Away from Denmark Way up to Caledonia And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed All around the world And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed Looking for a brand new start And we sailed And we sailed, and we sailed All around the world, a brand new start Looking for a brand new start Looking for a brand new start Looking for a brand new start And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed And we sailed Away from the Golden Gate Way up to the New York City |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
Boy and his dog
Went out looking for the rainbow You know what did they learn Since that very day Walking by the river And running like a blue streak Through the fields of streams and meadows Laughing all the way Oh redwood tree Please let us under When we were young we used to go Under the redwood tree And it smells like rain Maybe even thunder Won't you keep us from all harm Wonderful redwood tree And a boy and his father Went out, went out looking for the lost dog You know what oh haven't they learned Since they did that together They did not bring him back He already had departed But look at everything they have learned Since that, since that very day Oh redwood tree Please let us under When we were young we used to go Under the redwood tree And it smells like rain Maybe even thunder Won't you keep us from all harm Wonderful redwood tree Ta da da da - |
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from Van Morrison - Saint Dominic'S Preview (1972)
Shammy [chamois] cleaning all the windows,
Singing songs about Edith Piaf's soul. And I hear blue strains of "no regredior" Across the street from Cathedral Notre Dame. Meanwhile back in San Francisco We're trying hard to make this whole thing blend, As we sit upon this jagged Storey block, with you my friend. And it's a long way to Buffalo. It's a long way to Belfast city too. And I'm hoping the choice won't blow the hoist Cause this town, they bit off more than they can chew. As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview All the orange boxes are scattered. Against the Safeway's supermarket in the rain. And everybody feels so determined Not to feel anyone else's pain. (You know that) No one's making no commitments To anybody but themselves, Hidin' behind closed doorways, Tryin' to get outside, outside of empty shells And for every cross-cuttin' country corner, For every Hank Williams railroad train that cried, And all the chains, badges, flags and emblems And every strain on every brain and every eye (?) As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview. And the restaurant tables are completely covered. The record company has paid out for the wine. You got everything in the world you ever wanted Right about now your face should wear a smile. That's the way it all should happen When you're in, when you're in the state you're in; You've got your pen and notebook ready, I think it's about time, time for us to begin. And we're over in a 52nd Street apartment, Socializing with the wino few, Just to be hip and get wet with the jet set. But they're flying too high to see my point of view. As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview. See them freedom marching, Out on the street, freedom marching. Saint Dominic's Preview. |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Leaves of brown they fall to the ground
And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more, your desire or the facts Pitter patter the rain falling down Little glamor sun coming round Take a walk when autumn comes to town Little stroll past the house on the hill Some more coal on the fire will do well And in a week or two it'll be Halloween Set the page and the stage for the scene Little game the children will play And as we watch them while time away Look at me and take my breath away yeah You'll be smiling eyes beguiling And the song on the breeze Will call my name out and your dream Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk With your love by your side The old accordion man plays mellow and bright And you go home in the crispness of the night Little later friends will be along And if you feel like joining the throng Just might feel like singing Autumn song Just may feel like singing Autumn song You'll be smiling Eyes beguiling And the song on the breeze Calls my name out in your dream Chestnuts roasting outside As you walk with your love by your side And the old accordion plays mellow and bright And you go home in the crispness of the night |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
It's not easy bein' green
Having to spend each day the color of the leaves When I think it could be nicer bein' red or yellow or gold Or something much more colorful like that It's not easy bein' green It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things And people tend to pass you over 'Cause you're not standing out like flashy sparkles On the water or stars in the sky But green is the color of spring And green can be cool and friendly like And green can be big like an ocean Or important like a mountain or tall like a tree When green is all there is to be It could make you wonder why But why wonder, why wonder? I am green and it'll do fine, it's beautiful And I think it's what I want to be |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Hey kids dig the first takes
Ain't that some inspiration When Sinatra sings against Nelson Riddle strings Then takes a vacation Seen some hard times Drawn some bad lines No time for shoeshines Hard nose the highway I was tore down at the dead's place Shaved head at the organ But that wasn't half as bad as it was oh no Belfast and Boston Put your money where your mouth is Then we can get something going In order to win you must be prepared to lose sometime And leave one or two cards showing |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Well, the summertime has gone
And the leaves are gently turnin' And my love, I wanna take you To the place heart-a-yearnin' Will you go? Lassie go And we'll all go together In the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will you go? And I will build my love a tower At the foot of yonder mountain And visit by the hour From a lonely wooden tower Will you go? Lassie go And we'll all go together In the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Come on At the foot of yonder mountain I will visit by the hour With the lily of the valley Go, will you go? Lassie go And we'll all go together In the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will you go? Lassie go Will you go? Will you go, will you go? Will you go? Lassie go |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Snow in San Anselmo
The deer cross by the lights The mission down in old San Rafael A madman looking for a fight A madman looking for a fight The massage parlor's open The clientele come and they go The classic music station Plays in the background soft and low Plays in the background soft and low The silence round the cascades The ice crisp and clear The beginning of the opera Seem to suddenly appear Seem to suddenly appear The pancake house is always crowded Open twenty four hours of every day And if you suffer from insomnia You can speed your time away You can speed your time away Snow in San Anselmo My waitress my waitress my waitress Said it was coming down Said it hadn't happened in over thirty years But it was laying on the ground But it was laying on the ground |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Did you ever hear about the great deception?
Well the plastic revolutionaries take the money and run Have you ever been down to love city? Where they rip you off with a smile and it don't take a gun Don't it hurt so bad in love city Don't it make you not want to bother at all And don't they look so self righteous When they pin you up against the wall Did you ever, ever see the people With the tear drops in their eyes? I just can't stand it, stand it no how Living in this world of lies Did you ever hear about the rock and roll singers Got three or four Cadillacs Saying power to the people, dance to the music Wants you to pat him on the back Have you ever heard about the great Rembrandt? Have you ever heard about how he could paint? And he didn't have enough money for his brushes And they thought it was rather quaint But you know it's no use repeating And you know it's no use to think about it 'Cause when you stop to think about it You don't need it Have you ever heard about the great Hollywood motion picture actor Who knew more than they did? And the newspapers didn't cover the story Just decided to keep it hid Somebody started saying it was an inside job Whatever happened to him Last time they saw him down on the bowery With his lip hanging off an old rusty bottle of gin Have you ever heard about the so-called hippies Down on the far side of the tracks? They take the eyeballs straight out of your head Say son, kid, do you want your eyeballs back Did you ever see the people With the tear drops in their eyes? Just can't stand it no how Living in this world of lies |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
Warm Love
Look at the ivy on the cold clinging wall Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove It's just an hour on the wings of a dove I dig it when you're fancy dressed up in lace I dig it when you have a smile on your face This inspiration's got to be on the flow This invitation's got to see it and know It's just warm love It's just warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love .... To the country I'm going Lay and laugh in the sun You can bring, bring your guitar along We'll sing some songs, we'll have some fun The sky is crying and it's time to go home And we shall hurry to the car from the foam Sit by the fire and dry out our wet clothes It's raining outside from the skies up above Inside it's warm love Inside it's warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love That warm love........ And it's.... |
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from Van Morrison - Hard Nose The Highway (1973)
We were the War Children
Born 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eye Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration flow Let it be around when we hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow when the rivers flow Rod Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration go Will you be around to hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow, rivers flow And Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride And we were the Wild Children Back in 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eyes, in their eyes |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
If you ever change your mind
About leavin' a, leavin' a me behind a Bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin' home Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on Home to me I've given you jewelry and money too Then I know, huh, I can do for you Oh, honey, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on God, knows I've tried to treat you right I just stayed out, stayed out all night Oh, want cha bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on home to me I give you all the money I had in the bank Not one time did you say thanks Oh, honey, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me And if you ever change your mind About leavin', leavin' me behind I want you to bring it home to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me Oh, oh, honey Bring it to me Oh yeah, yea |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Hey where did we go, days when the rain came.
Down in the hollow, playin' a new game. Laughin' and a runnin' , hey hey, skippin' and a jumpin' in the misty mornin' fog with our hearts a thumpin' at you, The Brown-Eyed Girl You're my Brown-Eyed Girl Now what ever happened, Tuesday is so slow, Goin' down the old man river, with a transistor radio standin' in the sunlight laughin' hidin' behind a rainbow wall Slippin' and a slidin', all along the waterfall with you, the Brown-Eyed Girl You're my Brown-Eyed Girl. Do you remember when, ah we used to sing Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah la dee dah So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own I saw you just the other day, my how you had grown, Cast my memory back there Lord Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' bout, makin love in the green grass, behind the stadium with you. the Brown-Eyed Girl You, my Brown-Eyed Girl. Do you remember when, ah we used to sing Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah la dee dah |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Caravan
And the caravan is on it's way I can hear the merry gypsies play Mama mama look at Emma Rose She's a-playin with the radio La, la, la, la... And the caravan has all my friends It will stay with me until the end Gypsy Robin, Sweet Emma Rose Tell me everything I need to know La, la, la... Turn up your radio and let me hear the song Switch on your electric light Then we can get down to what is really wrong I long to hold you tight so I can feel you Sweet lady of the night I shall reveal you Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher radio Turn it up, turn it up, so you know, radio La, la, la, la... And the caravan is painted red and white That means ev'rybody's staying overnight Barefoot gypsy player round the campfire sing and play And a woman tells us of her ways La, la, la, la... Turn up your radio and let me hear the song Switch on your electric light Then we can get down to what is really wrong I long to hold you tight so I can feel you Sweet lady of the night I shall reveal you Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher, radio Turn it up, that's enough, so you know it's got soul Radio, radio turn it up, hum La, la, la, la... |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Cyprus Avenue
And I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm conquered in a car seat Not a thing that I can do I may go crazy Before that mansion on the hill I may go crazy Before that mansion on the hill But my heart keeps beating faster And my feet can't keep still And all the little girls rhyme something On the way back home from school And all the little girls rhyme something On the way back home from school And the leaves fall one by one by one by one Call the autumn time a fool Yeah baby my tongue gets tied Every every every time I try to speak My tongue gets tied Every time I try to speak And my inside shakes just like a leaf on a tree I think I'll go on by the river with my cherry cherry wine I believe I'll go walking by the railroad with my cherry cherry wine If I pass the rumbling station where the lonesome engine drivers pine And wait a minute, yonder comes my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair Yonder comes my lady Rainbow ribbons in her hair Six white horses and a carriage She's returning from the fair Baby, baby, baby And if I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And if I'm caught one more time Up on Cyprus Avenue And I'm conquered in a car seat And I'm looking straight at you Way up on, way up on, way up on.... The avenue of trees Keep walking down In the wind and the rain, darling You keep walking down when the sun shone through the trees Nobody, no, no, no, nobody stops me from loving you baby So young and bold, fourteen years old Baby, baby, baby... Ooooh-ee |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Domino
Don't wannna discuss it Think it's time for a change You may get disgusted Start thinkin' that I'm strange In that case I'll go underground Get some heavy rest Never have to worry About what is worst or what is best (Get it) Oh oh Domino (it's all right) Roll me over, Romeo, there you go Lord, have mercy I said oh-oh, Domino Roll me over, Romeo, there you go Say it again I said oh-ooh-oh Domino I said oh-ooh-ooh-oh Domino (Dig It) (Instrumental) There's no need for argument There's no argument at all And if you never hear from him That just means he didn't call Or vice versa That depends on where ever you're at (All right) And if you never hear from me That just means I would rather not (Hit it) Oh oh Domino (All right) Roll me over Romeo, there you go Lord have mercy I said, oh oh Domino Roll me over Romeo, there you go (Hey, all right) Say it again Oh-oh-ooh-ooh Domino (Hey, hit it) I said oh-ooh-ooh Domino Well, Mr. DJ I just wanna hear Some rhythm and blues music On the radio On the radio On the radio Uh-uh, all right Uh-uh, all right Uh-uh, all right Uh-uh Hear the band (Instrumental) One more time (Instrumental to end) |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
She come around here about midnight
She come around here about midnight Make me feel so good Every night about midnight Come around Make me feel alright Walking down the street She knock on my door Walking down the street She knock on my door Come in my room Make me feel so good Like a woman do Well why do you make me feel alright She's a natural born woman Natural born soul sender Natural born woman Natural born soul sender Come here about midnight, yeah! yeah! Did I tell you about my baby Well, she comes around Five feet four From her head to the ground Comes around here Just about midnight Makes me feel so good Makes me feel alright And her name is G . L . O . R . I . A G.L.O.R.I.A, G.L.O.R.I.A G.L.O.R.I.A, G.L.O.R.I.A Gonna shout it every night Gonna shout it every day Oh, oh, oh midnight, midnight, midnight She come around here She makes me feel alright about midnight Walking down on the street Come knock on my door Knock, knock on my door Then come in my room Make me feel alright Feel, feel, feel, feel Feel, feel, alright, alright She's a sender, she's a lover She's a sender, she's a killer What's her name? Her name is Gloria G . L . O . R . I . A G.L.O.R.I.A Gonna shout it every night Gonna shout it every day G.L.O.R.I.A, G.L.O.R.I.A I wanna shout it every night I wanna shout it every day And every day, and every day And every day child And every day child, every day Makes me feel good Feel, feel Mamma look, feel, feel, so good She's a sender, She's a sender |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
You gotta help me
Can't do it all by myself You gotta Can't do it all by myself You don't help me darlin' Find someone else When I walk, I walk with you When I talk, I talk to you Oh baby, can't do it all by myself Don't help me darlin' Find someone else Bring me my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Bring me my nightshirt Put on your morning gown I don't feel tired But I, sho' feel like lyin' down Oh Lord, help me When I walk, I walk with you When I talk, I talk to you Hear me talkin' to ya Hear me talkin' to ya Don't help me, find someone else Bring me my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Bring me my nightshirt Put on your morning gown I don't feel tired I just, feel like lyin' down Bring-a-me, bring-a-me, bring-a-me, bring-a-me Bring-a-me, bring-a-me, bring-a-me, bring-a-me Bring-a-me, bring-a-me, bring-a-me Nightshirt Put on your morning gown I'm not tired, I just feel like lyin' down Bring me my nightshirt Put on your morning gown Well, bring me my nightshirt, ha Put on your morning gown I will always feel better Feel like lyin' down Oh yeah |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Van Morrison - Here Comes The Night
Whoa, here it comes Here comes the night Here comes the night Whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah I could see right out my window Walkin' down the street, my girl With another guy His arm around her Like it used to be with me Whoa, it makes me want to die-I Yeah-yeah-yeah Well, here it comes Here comes the night Here comes the night Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah There they go It's funny how they look so good together Wonder what is wrong with me? Why can't I, accept the fact she's chosen him And simply let them be? Whoa-whoa-whoa Well, here it comes Here comes the night Here comes the night Whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah She's with him He's turning down the lights And now he's holding her The way I used to do I could see, her closing her eyes And tellin' him lies Exactly like she told me, too Yeah-yeah-yeah Well, here it comes Here comes the night The long, the long and lonely night Night, night, night, night, night, night Whoa, here comes the night The long, the long, the long and lonely night |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
One of these days and it won't be long
You're gonna look for me an' I'll be gone 'Cause (I believe, yes I believe) Said I believe right now I believe, yes I believe Oh, I believe to my soul Tryin' to make a fool out of me I believe it! (I believe it) Oh, goin' 'round here wit' yo' head so hard, huh I think I'm gonna have to use my rod 'Cause I believe (I believe) yes I (believe) Said I believe right now (I believe) yes I (believe) Whoa-oh, I believe to my soul Tryin' to make a fool outta me (I believe it) (I believe it) Last night I was dreamin' and I got your plan Saw you an' your girlfriend walkin' hand in hand That's why I believe (I believe, I believe) Said I believe right now (I believe, yes I believe) Whoa-whoa, I believe to my soul Tryin' to make a fool outta me I believe it ! (I believe it) Last night I was dreamin' an' I dug your plan Saw you an' your girlfriend walkin' hand in hand And I believe, I believe yes (I believe) Said I believe right now (I believe, yes I believe) Whoa-whoa, I believe to my soul Tryin' to make a fool outta me I believe it! |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
> I've been workin'
I've been workin' I've been workin' so hard I've been workin' I've been workin' so hard When I come home I make love to you, make love to you I've been grindin' I've been grindin' so long I've been grindin' I've been grindin' so long I been up the thruway, Down the thruway Up the thruway, Down the thruway, Up the thruway, Down, Up, Down, Back Up again I said woman, woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel alright I said woman, woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel alright Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Into the Mystic
We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it I don't have to fear it And I want to rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And magnificently we will flow into the mystic When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it I don't have to fear it And I want to rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And together we will flow into the mystic Come on girl... Too late to stop now... |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
And all my love come down
All my love come tumblin' down All my love come tumblin' down All my love come tumblin' down Oh, listen listen To the lion Oh, listen listen listen To the lion Inside of me Oh, oh, oh And I shall search my soul I shall search my very soul And I shall search my very soul I shall search my very so-o-oul For the lion For the lion For the lion For the lion Inside of me Oh, oh, yeah And all my tears have flown All my tears like water flown And all my tears like water flown All my tears like-a water flown For the lion For the lion For the lion For the lion Inside of me Listen to the lion [Repeat x14] And we sailed, and we sailed And we sailed, and we sailed And we sailed, and we sailed ... sailed to Caledonia And we sailed, and we sailed, And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed Away from Denmark Way up to Caledonia Away from Denmark Way up to Caledonia And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed All around the world And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed Looking for a brand new start And we sailed And we sailed, and we sailed All around the world, a brand new start Looking for a brand new start Looking for a brand new start Looking for a brand new start And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed And we sailed Away from the Golden Gate Way up to the New York City |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Shammy [chamois] cleaning all the windows,
Singing songs about Edith Piaf's soul. And I hear blue strains of "no regredior" Across the street from Cathedral Notre Dame. Meanwhile back in San Francisco We're trying hard to make this whole thing blend, As we sit upon this jagged Storey block, with you my friend. And it's a long way to Buffalo. It's a long way to Belfast city too. And I'm hoping the choice won't blow the hoist Cause this town, they bit off more than they can chew. As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview All the orange boxes are scattered. Against the Safeway's supermarket in the rain. And everybody feels so determined Not to feel anyone else's pain. (You know that) No one's making no commitments To anybody but themselves, Hidin' behind closed doorways, Tryin' to get outside, outside of empty shells And for every cross-cuttin' country corner, For every Hank Williams railroad train that cried, And all the chains, badges, flags and emblems And every strain on every brain and every eye (?) As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview. And the restaurant tables are completely covered. The record company has paid out for the wine. You got everything in the world you ever wanted Right about now your face should wear a smile. That's the way it all should happen When you're in, when you're in the state you're in; You've got your pen and notebook ready, I think it's about time, time for us to begin. And we're over in a 52nd Street apartment, Socializing with the wino few, Just to be hip and get wet with the jet set. But they're flying too high to see my point of view. As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview Saint Dominic's Preview. See them freedom marching, Out on the street, freedom marching. Saint Dominic's Preview. |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
These Dreams of You
I dreamed you paid your dues in Canada Left me to come through I headed for the right way I knew exactly just what to do I dreamed we played cards in the dark And you lost and you lied Wasn't very hard to do But hurt me deep down inside Chorus: Mmmm, these dreams of you So real and so true These dreams of you So real and so true My back was up against the wall And you slowly just walked away You never really heard my call When I cried out that way With my face against the sun You pointed out for me to go Then you said I was the one Had to reap what you did sow Chorus Bridge: And hush-a-bye, don't ever think about it Go to sleep don't ever say one word Close your eyes, you are an angel sent down from above .. And Ray Charles was shot down But he got up to do his best A crowd of people gathered round To the question answered "yes" And you slapped me on the face I turned around the other cheek You couldn't really stand the pace And I would never be so meek Chorus bridge |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
Warm Love
Look at the ivy on the cold clinging wall Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove It's just an hour on the wings of a dove I dig it when you're fancy dressed up in lace I dig it when you have a smile on your face This inspiration's got to be on the flow This invitation's got to see it and know It's just warm love It's just warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love .... To the country I'm going Lay and laugh in the sun You can bring, bring your guitar along We'll sing some songs, we'll have some fun The sky is crying and it's time to go home And we shall hurry to the car from the foam Sit by the fire and dry out our wet clothes It's raining outside from the skies up above Inside it's warm love Inside it's warm love And it's everpresent everywhere And it's everpresent everywhere That warm love That warm love........ And it's.... |
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from Van Morrison - It's Too Late To Stop Now [live] (1974)
We were the War Children
Born 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eye Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration flow Let it be around when we hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow when the rivers flow Rod Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let your inspiration go Will you be around to hear the sound When the spring time rivers flow, rivers flow And Steiger and Marlon Brando Standing with their heads bowed on the side Crying like a baby thinking about the time James Dean took that fatal ride, took that ride And we were the Wild Children Back in 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eyes, in their eyes |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
I'm kicking off from center field
A question of being down for the game The one shot deal don't matter And the other one's the same Oh! My friend I see you Want you to come through (alright) And she's standing in the shadows Where the street lights all turn blue She leaving for an American (uhuh) Suitcase in her hand I said her brothers and her sisters Are all on Atlantic sand She's screaming through the alley way I hear the lonely cry, why can't you? And her batteries are corroded And her hundred watt bulb just blew Lallallal, alright, huhuhhuh She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's Every weekend they would get loose And it was a straight clear case of Having taken in too much juice It was outside, and it was outside Just the nature of the person Now all you got to remember After all, it's just show biz Lallalal, huhuh, lallal We're just screaming through the alley way I hear her lonely cry, ah why can't you? And she's standing in the shadows Canal street lights all turn blue And she's standing in the shadows Where the street lights all turn blue And she's standing in the shadows Down where the street lights all turn blue Hey, hey, yeah |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
Come here my love
This feeling has me spellbound Yet the storyline, in paragraphs, Laid down the same In fathoms of my inner mind I'm mystified, oh, by this mood This melancholy feeling That just don't do no good Come here my love And I will lift my spirits high for you I'd like to fly away and spend a day or two Just contemplating the fields and leaves And talking about nothing Just layin' down in shades of effervescent, effervescent odors And shades of time and tide And flowing through Become enraptured by the sights and sounds In intrigue of nature's beauty Come along with me And take it all in Come here my love |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
I want to comfort you
I want to comfort you I want to comfort you Just let your tears run wild Like when you were a child I'll do what I can do I want to comfort you You put the weight on me You put the weight on me You put the weight on me When it gets too much for me When it gets too much, much too much for me I'll do the same thing that you do And I'll put the weight on you Huh I'll put the weight on you I'll put the weight on you And I'll do the same thing that you do I'll put the weight on you I want to comfort you I want to comfort you And I want to comfort you Just let your tears run wild Like when you were a child I'll do what I can do I just want to comfort you |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
We stood and watched the river flow
We were too young to really know In the country fair Oh, in the country fair We laid out in the long green grass And never thought that it would pass In the country fair In the country fair On an old, on an old open day On an old rain shine open day In the country fair In the cool night air In sweet summer time We counted pebbles in the sand Sand like time slippin' through our hand In the country fair In the country fair On an old, on an old open day On an old rain track open day In the country fair In the cool night air In sweet summer time Hmmm mmmm On an old open day On an old Pine cone open day |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
In the cul de sac, so smooth I look down Be less sure, sir And take your rest It's been much too long Since we drifted in song Lay it down wet In this hide-away Oh I travelled far To the nearest star And met Palomar, ...mar..., mar... And we don't care just who you know It's who you are And when they all go home Down the cobblestones You can double back (spoken "This is it") To a cul de sac Mmm |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
In the cul de sac, so smooth
I look down Be less sure, sir And take your rest It's been much too long Since we drifted in song Lay it down wet In this hide-away Oh I travelled far To the nearest star And met Palomar, ...mar..., mar... And we don't care just who you know It's who you are And when they all go home Down the cobblestones You can double back (spoken "This is it") To a cul de sac Mmm |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
Fair play to you Killarney's lakes are so blue And the architecture I'm taking in with my mind So fine... Tell me of Poe Oscar Wilde and Thoreau Let your midnight and your daytime turn into love of life It's a very fine line But you've got the mind child To carry on When it's just about to be Carried on... And there's only one meadow's way to go And you say "Geronimo" There's only one meadow's way to go And you say "Geronimo" A paperback book As we walk down the street Fill my mind with tales of mystery, mystery... And imagination |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
Linden Arden stole the highlights
With one hand tied behind his back Loved the morning sun, and whiskey Ran like water in his veins Loved to go to church on Sunday Even though he was a drinking man When the boys came to San Francisco They were looking for his life But he found out where they were drinking Met them face to face outside Cleaved their heads off with a hatchet Lord, he was a drinkin' man And when someone tried to get above him He just took the law into his own hands Linden Arden stole the highlights And they put his fingers through the glass He had heard all those stories many, many times before And he did not care no more to ask And he loved the little children like they were his very own He Said, "Someday it may get lonely." Now he's livin', livin' with a gun |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
And as we walked Through the streets of Arklow Oh the color Of the day wore on And our heads Were filled with poetry And the morning A-comin' on to dawn And as we walked Through the streets of Arklow And gay perfusion In god's green land And the gypsy's rode With their hearts on fire They say "We love to wander," "Lord we love," "Lord we love to roam..." |
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from Van Morrison - Veedon Fleece (1974)
Oh ain't it lonely When you're livin' with a gun Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone You just sit there like a butterfly And you're all encased in glass You're so fragile you just may break And you don't know who to ask Oh ain't it lonely When you're livin' with a gun Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone |