1. Singapore2. Clap Hands
3. Cemetery Polka
4. Jockey Full Of Bourbon
5. Tango Till They're Sore
6. Big Black Mariah
7. Diamonds And Gold
8. Hang Down Your Head
9. Time
10. Rain Dogs
11. Midtown
12. 9th & Hennepin
13. Gun Street Girl
14. Union Square
15. Blind Love
16. Walking Spanish
17. Downtown Train
18. Bride Of Rain Dog
19. Anywhere I Lay My Head
SINGAPORE
We sail tonight for Singapore
We're all as mad as hatters here
I've fallen for a tawny moor
Took off to the Land of Nod
Drank with all the Chinamen
Walked the sewers of Paris
I danced along a colored wind
Dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me
We sail tonight for Singapore
Don't fall asleep while you're ashore
Cross your heart and hope to die
When you hear the children cry
Let marrow bone and cleaver choose
While making feet for children's shoes
Through the alley back from Hell
When you hear that steeple bell
You must say goodbye to me
Wipe him down with gasoline
‘Till his arms are hard and mean
From now on boys this iron boat's your home
So heave away boys
We sail tonight for Singapore
Take your blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door
The whole town is made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam,
They all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth
Get yourself a dollar's worth
Away boys, away boys, heave away
The captain is a one-armed dwarf
He's throwing dice along the wharf
In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is King
So take this ring
We sail tonight for Singapore,
We're all as mad as hatters here
I've fallen for a tawny moor
Took off to the Land of Nod
Drank with all the Chinamen
Walked the sewers of Paris
I drank along a colored wind
I dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me
CLAP HANDS
Sane, sane, they're all insane
The fireman's blind, the conductor's lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Said roar, roar the thunder and the roar
Sumbitch is never comin' back here no more
A moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Said steam, steam a hundred bad dreams
Goin' up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty dollar bill inside of Palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
Oh, roar, roar the thunder and the roar
Sumbitch is never comin' back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
I said steam, steam with a hundred bad dreams
Goin' up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty dollar bill inside of Palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
Shine, shine a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and runnin' out of time
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to Heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Oh clap hands, oh clap hands
CEMETERY POLKA
Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon
Independent as a hog on ice
He's a big shot down there t the slaughterhouse
Plays accordion for Mr. Weiss
Uncle Biltmore, Uncle William
Made a million during World War II
But they're tightwads and they're cheap skates
And they'll never give a dime to you
Auntie Mame has gone insane
She lives in the doorway of an old hotel
And the radio's playing opera
All she ever says is go to Hell
Uncle Violet flew as a pilot
And there ain't no pretty girls in France
Now he runs a tiny little bookie joint
They say he never keeps it in his pants
Uncle Bill will never leave a will
And the tumour is as big as an egg
Has a mistress she's Puerto Rican
And I heard she has a wooden leg
Uncle Phil can't live without his pills
He has emphysema and he's almost blind
And we must find out where the money is
Get it now before he loses his mind
Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon
Independent as a hog on ice
He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion for Mr. Weiss
JOCKEY FULL OF BOURBON
Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch Pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a deadman's chest
And I've been drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I've been stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
And through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Admire the view from up on top of the mast
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone, hey
I said, hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone
Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch Pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
TANGO TILL THEY’RE SORE
Well you play that Tarantella all the hounds they start to roar
The boys all go to hell and then the Cubans hit the floor
They drive along the pipeline, they tango ‘till they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past
Send me off to bed forever more
Make sure they play my theme song, I guess daisies will have to do
Just get me to New Orleans and paint shadows on the pews
Turn the spit on that pig, kick the drum and let me down
Put my clarinet beneath your bed ‘till I get back in town
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past
So send me off to bed forever more
Just make sure she's all in calico and the colour of a doll
Wave the flag on cadillac day and a skillet on the wall
Cut me a switch or hold your breath ‘till the sun goes down
Write my name on the hood, send me off to another town
And just let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
Tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past
Will you send me off to bed forever more
Fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past
Send me off to bed forever more
Send me off to bed forever more
BIG BLACK MARIAH
Well, it's cuttin' through the cane break, rattling the sill
Thunder that the rain makes when the shadow top the hill
Big light on the back street, hill to Evermore
Packin' down the ladder with the hammer to the floor
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
I see the Big Black Ford
Well, he's all boxed up on a red bell dame
Hunted Black Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out in the wind
An old blind tiger got an old bell Jim
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Ford
Sent to the skies on a Benny Jag Blue
Off to bed without his supper like a Lindabrides do
He got to do the story with the old widow Jones
He got a wooden coat, this boy is never coming home
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
I see that Big Black Ford
Cut through the cane break
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Well, he's all boxed up on a red bell dame
Fat Blue Charlie with a blind man's cane
A hundred yellow bullets, shook a rag out in the wind
An old black tiger on a pair of blue wings
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Mariah
Here come the Big, yeah, Black Ford
DIAMONDS AND GOLD
One two three
One two three
One
HANG DOWN YOUR HEAD
Hush a wild violet
Hush a band of gold
Hush you're in a story
I heard somebody told
Tear the promise from my heart
Tear my heart today
You have found another
Baby I must go away
So, hang down your head for sorrow
Hang down your head for me
Hang down your head tomorrow
Hang down your head Marie
Hush my love the rain now
Hush my love was so true
Hush my love a train now
But it takes me away from you
So, hang down your head for sorrow
Hang down your head for me
Hang down your head, hang down your head,
Hang down your head Marie
So, hang down your head for sorrow
Hang down your head for me
Hang down your head, hang down your head,
Hang down your head Marie
TIME
The smart money's on Harlow, and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breakin' all the laws
And you're east of East St. Louis, and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weepin' in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is goin' home, it's rainin' hammers, it's rainin' nails
And it's true, there's nothin' left for him down here
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
And they all pretend they're orphans, and their memory's like a train
You can see it gettin' smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors, 'Are those dreams or are those prayers?'
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
Oh, it's time, time, time
It's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
RAIN DOGS
Inside a broken clock
Splashing the wine with all the rain dogs
Taxi, we'd rather walk
Huddle a doorway with the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds
The rum pours strong and thin
Beat out the dustman with the rain dogs
Aboard a shipwreck train
Give my umbrella to the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog too
Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home
Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home
MIDTOWN
(Instrumental)
9TH & HENNEPIN
Well, it's 9th and Hennepin
All the donuts have names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon's teeth marks are on the sky
Like a tarp thrown all over this
And the broken umbrellas are like dead birds
And the steam comes out of the grill
Like the whole goddam town is ready to blow
And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos
And everyone is behaving like dogs
And the horses are coming down Violin Road
And Dutch is dead on his feet
And all the rooms they smell like diesel
And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept there
And I'm lost in the window
And I hide in the stairway
And I hang in the curtain
And I sleep in your hat
And no one brings anything small into a bar around here
They all started out with bad directions
And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear
One for every year he's away she said
Such a crumbling beauty
Ah, there's nothing wrong with her a hundred dollars won't fix
She has that razor sadness that only gets worse
With the clang and the thunder of the Southern Pacific going by
And the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet
Till you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you spill out over the side to anyone who'll listen
And I've seen it all
I've seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train
GUN STREET GIRL
One, two, three...
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
Now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dancing in the Birmingham jail
Took a hundred dollars off a Slaughterhouse Joe
Bought a bran' new Michigan twenty gauge
Got all liquored up on that roadhouse corn,
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow corvette
He bought a second hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
Dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco
With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four
He left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door
Left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door
I said, John, John he's long gone
Gone to Indiana ain't never coming home
But he’s John, John he's long gone
Gone to Indiana ain't never coming home
He’s sitting in a sycamore in St. John's Wood
Soakin' day old bread in kerosene
Well, he was blue as a robin's egg brown as a hog
Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired
Out of circulation till the dogs get tired
Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a Saturday
Sittin' by the Erie with a bull whipped dog
Tellin' everyone he saw, they went thatta way, boys
Tellin' everyone he saw, they went thatta way
Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof
Burlington Northern's pullin' out of the world
Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street Girl was the cause of it all
A gun Street girl was the cause of it all
Get riding in the shadow by the St. Joe Ridge
And the click clack tappin' of a blind man's cane
And he was pullin' into Baker on a New Year's Eve
With one eye on the pistol and the other on the door
One eye on the pistol and the other on the door
Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Rows
Smuggled in a bran' new pair of alligator shoes
With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair
Well, they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
Tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
I said, John, John he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
Bangin' on a table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I said, John, John he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
UNION SQUARE
Well, time is always money
For all the boys on Union Square
Go on bust your ass till doomsday
Don't forget to say your prayers
Someone's knocked down on the backstreet
Said, papa got a brand new slack
And your baby is handcuffed on the front seat
Sit right there, boy, and you relax
Come on, honey, we're all goin' down
Down down downtown
Down downtown
We're goin' down downtown
We're goin' down downtown
Well, they spill out of the Cinema 14
To that drag bar down the block
Whizzin’ on down in front of he East Coast
Bank rolled up on your sock
Stands right there for your pleasure
Half Puerto Rican Chinese
You got to find your baby somebody to measure
I'm gonna get me some of these, baby
Come on, honey, do you hear what I’m doing now?
Down down down, uh
Down down down downtown
Down downtown, uh
I'm goin' down downtown
Well, four in the mornin' on a Sunday
Sacco drinkin' whiskey in church
Half pint of festival brandy
That babe will fall right off his perch
Well, that guy in the sweater's off duty
Well, he's out in front of the welfare hotel
The guy in the dress is a beauty
Go all the way, I swear you never can tell
Alright, put on your socks
Down down down
I'm goin' down down down downtown
Down downtown
Oh looky here, down down down
Oh come on, honey
Down down down
Come on, down downtown
I'm goin' down downtown
I'm goin' down downtown
BLIND LOVE
Now you're gone
And it's hotels and whiskey and sad luck dames
And I don't care if they miss me
And I never remember their names
They say if you get far enough away
You'll be on your way back home
Well I'm at the station
And I can't get on the train
Must be blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
Blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love
Uh, It’s blind love
Stone blind love
It’s your stone blind love
Now the street’s turning blue
The dogs are barking
And the night has come
There’s tears that are falling
From your blue eyes now
I wonder where you are
And I whisper your name
The only way to find you
Is if I close my eyes
Find you with my blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
Only kind of love is stone blind love
Only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love
Uh, your blind love
Stone blind love
It’s your blind love
Only kind of love is stone blind love
Stone blind love
Only kind of love is stone blind love
It’s your blind love
Only kind of love is stone blind love
Stone blind love
Stone blind love
WALKING SPANISH
He's got himself a homemade special
You know his glass is full of sand
And it feels just like a jaybird
The way it fits into his hand
He rolled a blade up in his trick towel
They slap their hands against the wall
You never trip, you never stumble
He's walking spanish down the hall
Slip him a picture of our Jesus
Or give him a spoon to dig a hole
What all he done ain't no one's business
But he'll need blankets for the cold
They dim the lights over on Broadway
Even the king has bowed his head
Every face looks right up at Mason
He's walking spanish down the hall
Latella's screeching for a blind pig
Punk Sander's carved it out of wood
He never sang when he got hoodwinked
They tried it all but he never would
Tomorrow morning there'll be laundry
But he'll be somewhere else to hear the call
Don't say good bye he's just leavin' early
He's walking spanish down the hall
All St. Bartholomew said was whispered
Into the ear of Blind Jack Dawes
All the Baker told the machine
But that he never broke the law
Go on and tip your hat up to the Pilate
Take off your watch, your rings and all
Even Jesus wanted just a little more time
When he was walking spanish down the hall
DOWNTOWN TRAIN
Outside another yellow moon
Has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes
I climb through the window and down to the street
I’m shining like a new dime
Downtown trains are full
With all those Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little worlds
Well you wave your hand and they scatter like crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh if I was the one
You chose to be your only one
Oh yeah, can't you hear me now, can’t you hear me now
Will I see you tonight
On a downtown train
Every night it’s just the same
You leave me lonely, now
I know your window and I know it's late
I know your stairs and your doorway
I walk down your street and past your gate
I stand by the light at the four way
You watch them as they fall
Oh baby, they all have heart attacks
They stay at the carnival
But they'll never win you back
Will I see you tonight
On a downtown train
Every night, every night it’s just the same
Oh baby
Will I see you tonight
On a downtown train
All of my dreams just fall like rain
Oh baby, on a downtown train
Will I see you tonight
On a downtown train
Every night, every night it’s just the same
Oh baby
Will I see you tonight
Uh, on a downtown train
All of my dreams just fall like rain
All on a downtown train
All on a downtown train
All on a downtown train
All on a downtown train
Downtown train
BRIDE OF RAIN DOG
(Instrumental)
ANYWHERE I LAY MY HEAD
My head is spinning round
My heart is in my shoes, yeah
Oh, I went and set the Thames on fire
Now I must come back down
She's laughing in her sleeve boys
I can feel it in my bones
Oooh, but anywhere, anywhere I'm goin’ lay my head
Oh, I'm goin’ call my home
Well I see that the world is upside down, yeah
Seems that my pockets were filled up with gold
Now the clouds, well, they’ve covered over there, oh
And the wind is blowing cold
Well, I don't need anybody
Because I learned, I learned to be alone
Well I said anywhere, anywhere, anywhere I lay my head, boys
Well I gonna call my home
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