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I - Playing At Home
In Liverpool Mist the Mind Figure of Eight Toy Store Heart of the Country Mull of Kintyre When I'm Sixty-Four Here Today (Song for John) Golden Earth Girl Maybe I'm Amazed
IN LIVERPOOL I spent my early life in Liverpool Something I'm not likely to forget People blend with places Faces that I know but never met
Upstairs on a bus behind a man Talking to himself or so it seemed Repeating names of old comedians And laughing at them...
Down the pierhead where the preachers met
Each of them his own imagined crowd Giving us his version of the book That God had written....
In a house before they build the road Raising jam jars for a worthy cause Prince the dog with one eye to his name Wants fo follow...
By the sports field of the Institute Lives Soft Sid the harmless village fool Greeting kids who pass the other side Saying Hello Children...
Listening to the bin man holding court Promising to buy a brand new bike King of little children for day He gives them money...
Walking with the boys of Dungeon Lane Aimlessly towards a muddy shore Telling tales about the Chinese farm And getting captured...
I spent my early life in Liverpool Something I'm not likely to forget People blend with places And the faces that I know but never met In Liverpool.
MIST THE MIND Mist the mind over With damp's foggy dew Slide like a tidal wave Over the rock and Drowning in merriment Tell me I am not alone
Hum through the carpet Nudging the undergrowth Call out the bad names Tor curse every midgy mite Spin me a reverie To crack me up
And helpless with laughter Drop down the mount A highland waterfall Searching for love
FIGURE OF EIGHT (Well) You've got Me dancing in a figure of eight, Don't know if I'm coming or going, I'm early or late. Round and round the ring I go, I want to know, I want to know, Why can't we travel a continuous line? Make Love reliable convenant all the time. Up and down the hills I go, I got to know, I got to know.
Is it better to love another Than to go go for a walk in the dark? Is it better to love than to give in to hate? Yeah we'd better take good care of each other Avoid slipping back off the straight and narrow, It's better by far than getting stuck in a figure of eight.
(Well) Figure It Out For Yourself Little Girl, It Don't Go Nowhere At All, It's Nothing More Than A Tape Loop In A Big Dance Hall.
You've Got Me Running ...
You've Got Me Running ...
TOY STORE I left for the toy store I bought myself a whole situation Asking the future for you Wishing the breeze would be mine Chasing the running stream
Hoping you'd be tall in the grass.
HEART OF THE COUNTRY I look high, I look low, I'm lookin' everywhere I go, Lookin' for a home In the heart of the country.
I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna tell everyone I know Lookin ' for a home In the heart of the country.
Heart of the country Where the Holy People grow, Heart of the country, Smell the grass in the meadow.
Want horse, I want sheep, I want to get me a good night's sleep, Livin ' in a home In the heart of the country.
I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna tell everyone I know Livin' in a home In the heart of the country.
Heart of the country Where the Holy People grow, Heart of the country, Smell the grass in the meadow.
MULL OF KINTYRE Mull of Kintyre oh mist rolling in from the sea my desire, is always to be here, Oh Mull of Kintyre
Far have I travelled, and much have I seen Darkest of mountains with valleys of green Vast painted deserts, the sun sets on fire As we carries home to, the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre oh mist rolling in from, the sea My desire, is always to be here, Oh Mull of Kintyre
Sweep through the heather, like deer in the glen Carry me back to the days I knew then Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir Are the life and the times of, the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre oh mist rolling in from, the sea My desire, is always to be here, Oh Mull of Kintyre
Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain Still take me back where my memories, remain Flickering ambers grow higher and high As they carry me back to, the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre oh mist rolling in from, the sea My desire, is always to be here, Oh Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre oh mist rolling in from, the sea My desire, is always to be here, Oh Mull of Kintyre
WHEN I'M SIXTY FOUR When I get older losing my hair, Many years from now. Will you still be sending me a Valentine Birthday greeting bottle of wine. If I'd been out till quarter to three Would you lock the door, Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I'm sixty four .
You'll be older too, and if you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse When your lights have gone You can knit a sweater by the fireside Sunday morning go for a ride, Doing the garden , digging the weeds, Who could ask for more, Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I'm sixty four.
Every summer we can rent a cottage, In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear, We shall scrump and save Grandchildren on your knee Vera Chuck & Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line, Stating point of view indicate precisely what you mean to say Yours sincerely, wasting away Give me your answer, fill in a form Mine for evermore Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I'm sixty four.
HERE TODAY (Song for John) And if I say I really knew you well What would your answer be. If You were here today.
Well knowing you, You'd probably laugh and say that we were worlds apart. If you were here today.
But as for me, I still remember how it was before. And I am holding back the tears no more.
What about the time we met, Well I suppose that you could say that we were playing hard to get. Didn't understand a thing. But we could always sing.
What about the night we cried, Because there wasn't any reason left to keep it all inside. Never understood a word. But you were always there with a smile.
And if I say I really loved you And was glad you came along.
If You were here today. For you were in my song. Here Today.
GOLDEN EARTH GIRL Golden earth girl, female animal Sings to the wind, resting at sunset In a mossy nest Sensing moonlight in the air (Moonlight in the air)
Good clear water friend of wilderness Sees in the pool her own reflection. In another woeld Someone over there is counting.
Fish in a sunbeam, In eggshell seas. Fish in a sunbeam. Eggshell finish.
Natures lover climbs the primrose hill, Smiles at the sky watching the sunset From a mossy nest. As she falls asleep she's counting ...
Fish in a sunbeam, In eggshell seas. Fish in a sunbeam. Eggshell finish.
MAYBE I'M AMAZED Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time And hung me on a line Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you
Maybe I'm a man And maybe I'm a lonely man Who's in the middle of something That he dosen't really understand
Maybe I'm a man and maybe you're the only woman Who could ever help me Baby won't you help me understand
Maybe I'm amazed at the way you're with me all the time Maybe I'm afraid of the way I leave you Maybe I'm amazed at the way you help me sing my song Right me when I'm wrong Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you
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