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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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