THERE IS A GHOST


There is a ghost
And it goes out
On the land
On the land
It's lifted up
It feels and flows
On many hands
On many hands

Oh, my lover
Oh, my lover
Never was there another
Where has my loverman
Gone

There is a dream
You've had before
And forgot many times
So many times

When you remember who I am
Just call
When you remember who I am
Just call
When you remember who I am
Just call
When you remember who I am

There is a tree
Its leaves have gone
For what it seem
It stands alone

Oh, my lover
Oh, my lover
Gonna, gonna find another
Where has my loverman
Gone

Away
Away
Across the land
Across the land
Across the land

SLIDING THROUGH LIFE ON CHARM


The family tree was chain-sawed Wednesday week.
So now I have to mingle with the meek.
Hey mister! you have finally met your match
Now everybody wants to kiss my snatch -
To go where God knows who has gone before.
I am a muse, not a mistress, not a whore.
Oh - suburban shits who want some class
All queue up to kiss my ass
And I was only trying to please
I never got any royalties oh no - not me
I'm still sliding through life on charm
Sliding through life on charm.

If Marianne was born a man she'd show you all
A way to piss your life against the wall.
Go ahead why don't you leave me to these thugs?
And creeps who want to fuck a nun on drugs.
Is it such a sin I never, ever tried too hard?
I had to know how far was going too far -
In proper homes throughout the land Fathers try to
understand
Why Eunice who is seventeen - aspires to live her life
like me
Oh no - Can't ya see, Daddy?
She's just captivated by my charm
Sliding through life on charm.

Sliding...
Sliding...
Never!

I wonder why the schools don't teach anything useful
these days
Like how to fall from grace, and slide with elegance
from a pedestal
I never asked to be on in the first place.

Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm.

MONDAY MONDAY


Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be.
Oh Monday morning,
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening
You would still be here with me.

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Of the week is fine, yeah.

But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying
All of the time.

Monday, Monday,
Can't trust the day.
Monday, Monday,
Don't go away.

Oh, Monday, Monday,
Don't go away.
Oh, Monday, Monday

INTRO


Now we move on, we move on a bit in time. Not much, but a
little.
We are now in Paris at the end of the Second World War,
and the allies have come in and liberated Paris and
everyone is having a wonderful time.
It's full of Americans and English and Russians, and
everybody.
And there is a woman who during the war was a nurse, now
she's a prostitute.
I must admit I've always thought there is a connection
between these two.
They both take care of you really, don't they? And she's
plying her trade and cheering up all the soldiers in
Paris.
But there, there was a man she loved, really loved, who's
now dead in a far away grave somewhere.
And sometimes she can't help but think about him, and
then she, she starts to suffer.
And then she turns away and pulls herself together and
gets on with it.
Mon Ami, My Friend.

HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN


[Version 1]
There is a house in New Orleans,
They call it the Risin' Sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many poor girl,
And me, oh God, I'm one.

There is a house in New Orleans,
They call it the Risin' Sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many poor girl,
And me, oh God, I'm one.

If I had listened
To what my mother said
I'd've been at home today.
But I was young and foolish, oh God,
Let a rambler lead me astray.

Go tell my baby sister
Don't do what I have done.
Go shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Risin' Sun.

Well, I'm going back to New Orleans,
My race is almost run.
I'm going back to spend my life
In the house of the Risin' Sun.

Version 2

There is a house in new orleans,
They call it the risin' sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many poor girl,
And me, oh god, i'm one.

If i had listened
To what my mother said
I'd have been at home today.
But i was young and foolish, oh god,
Let a rambler lead me astray.

Go tell my baby sister
Don't do what i have done.
Go shun that house in new orleans
They call the risin' sun.

Well, i'm going back to new orleans,
My race is almost run.
I'm going back to spend my life
In the house of the risin' sun.

In the house of the risin' sun.
In the house of the risin' sun.
In the house of the risin' sun.
The risin' sun, the risin' ...

CORRINA CORRINA

Corrina, Corrina, gal where you been so long?
Corrina, Corrina, gal where you been so long?
I've been worryin' about you baby, baby please come home.

I got a bird that whistles, I got a bird that sings.
I got a bird that whistles, I got a bird that sings,

But I ain't a-got Corrina, life don't mean a thing.

Corrina, Corrina, gal you're on my mind.
Corrina, Corrina, gal you're on my mind.
I was in love thinkin' of you, I just can't keep from
cryin'.

I'M LOOKING FOR BLUE EYES


What's happened to blue eyes,
Has anyone seen him?
Don't anyone tell me
That he gave up on me.

I'm looking for blue eyes
I gotta find him,
I gotta know if,
If he's been looking for me.

There was a time blue eyes said he'd love no other,
His one and only love, he swore at me.
There was a time when his blue eyes were clearer than
mine did

It isn't right, he isn't to blame, he didn't mean it this
way.

What's happened to blue eyes,
Has anyone seen him?
Don't anyone tell me
That he gave up on me?

I'm looking for blue eyes
I've got to find him
I don't know if,
If he's been looking for me.

What's happened to blue eyes?

HOLD ON HOLD ON


The most tender place in my heart is for strangers
I know it's unkind but my own blood is much too dangerous
Hangin' round the ceiling half the time
Hangin' round the ceiling half the time

Compared to some I've been around
But I really tried so hard
That echo chorus lied to me with its
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on"

In the end I was the mean girl
Or somebody's in-between girl
Now it's the devil I love
And that's as funny as real love

I leave the party at three a.m.
Alone, thank God
With a valium from the bride
It's the devil I love
And that's as funny as real love
And that's as real as true love

That echo chorus lied to me with its
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on"

That echo chorus lied to me with its
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on"

HOW MANY WORLDS


Thinking of a world and the light of the sun
And all the many lives that were ever begun,
Ever begun.

Our little world turning in the blue
As each day goes there's another one new,
Another one new.

How many people will we feed today,
How many lips will we kiss today,
If we wake up?

How many worlds will we ever see,
And how people can we ever be,
If we wake up?

Thinking of a world in the light of the sun
And all the many lives that were ever begun,
Ever begun.

LAST SONG


Lost his own, taken down
All his songs
Till his all alone
And all our love was harmed
'cept for you
I'm only young, favorite son
Say you tried, take it back
To where you belong
And all the things you say

Still untrue
We saw the green fields
Turn into homes
Such lonely homes
We saw the green fields
Turn into homes
Such lovely homes
Do what you want to do!
I was digging up, sorting out,
Only to built a song alone
Till you came along
But all my love was there
Just all for you
And in the darkest time
We crossed the line
Made a song
Cause all the talk was wrong
And all you ever won

Can still be true
We saw the green fields
Turn into homes
Such lonely homes
We saw the green fields
Turn into stone
Such lonely homes
We saw the green fields
Turn into homes
Such lovely homes
We saw the green fields
Turn into stone
Such lonely stone
Now all my love is out
It's just for you
It's not a love song
It's the last song for you