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==Lyrics== | ==Lyrics== | ||
The soldier asked my name and did I come here very often | |||
Well I thought that he was asking me to dance | |||
In my holy coat and hat and him in his red bonnet | |||
We'd have made a lovely couple but we never had the chance | |||
[chorus] | |||
And now you say that you've got to go | |||
Well if you must you must | |||
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just | |||
Well it was a powerful day and there were black crows in the road | |||
And I kept my strong opinions to my chest | |||
I suppose I should have told them that I was on fire for you | |||
When the bus burst into flames outside some place, 'The Poet's Rest' | |||
[chorus] | |||
A girl woke up in a naked light and said "Oh no not again" | |||
He even looked like her brother in the army but she never mentions him | |||
He'll be tucked up in his bed tonight with his dirty-pictures girl | |||
Saying, 'You're some mother's daughter you know or is it | |||
immaterial girl?' | |||
Now she's pinned up upon the barracks wall in her home town | |||
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions | |||
And as they speculate what she'd look like beneath that thin nightgown | |||
His family pride was rising up as he cast his eyes down | |||
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==Credits== | ==Credits== | ||
* Written by: '''[[Elvis Costello]]''' | * Written by: '''[[Elvis Costello]]''' |
Revision as of 19:58, 24 April 2006
Lyrics - Credits - Discography - Covers - Bootlegs - Chords
LyricsThe soldier asked my name and did I come here very often Well I thought that he was asking me to dance In my holy coat and hat and him in his red bonnet We'd have made a lovely couple but we never had the chance
And now you say that you've got to go Well if you must you must I suppose that you need the sleep of the just Well it was a powerful day and there were black crows in the road And I kept my strong opinions to my chest I suppose I should have told them that I was on fire for you When the bus burst into flames outside some place, 'The Poet's Rest'
He even looked like her brother in the army but she never mentions him He'll be tucked up in his bed tonight with his dirty-pictures girl Saying, 'You're some mother's daughter you know or is it immaterial girl?'
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions And as they speculate what she'd look like beneath that thin nightgown His family pride was rising up as he cast his eyes down
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- Elvis Costello Home Page: King Of America | lyrics | chords | KOA info page 1
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