I want a girl just like the girl
That married dear old Dad
She was a pearl and the only girl
That Daddy ever had
She’s a pearl of a girl, I guess that’s what you might say
I guess her folks brought her up that way
The right side of the tracks, she was born and raised
In a great big old house, full of butlers and maids
She says no one is better than I
I know I’m just an average guy
No football hero or smooth Don Juan
Got empty pockets, you see I’m a poor man’s son
Can’t give her the things that money can’t buy
But I’ll never, never make my baby cry
Man it’s a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
Well I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone
But you stay so cool
My muñequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa
You’re my reason for reason
The step in my groove
Yea
And if you say, “This life ain’t good enough”
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
'Cause you’re so smooth
And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if it’s dark outside or light
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is the special one, it’s never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
It’s growing in the street
Right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreaming
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Stab a sorry heart
With your favourite finger
Paint the whole world blue
And stop your tears from stinging
Hear the cavemen singing
Good news they’re bringing
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see
My face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell
Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high,
All those things that don’t change, come what may.
If the good times are all gone, and I’m bound for moving on,
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way.
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin’ glory
But he had always told the truth, Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand
She is not anywhere
On water land or air
A mirage girl
Forget her, forever
Sailor
Far from the sea
Sailor
Sailor
Sailor boy
(Sailor boy)
Sailor boy
(Sailor boy)
Hurry home to me
When shadows fall I sit alone
And as my eyes get misty
I still recall how much I love
The way you used to kiss me
Though you’re away
I love still
I always will
There’s a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor,
Tomorrow for old England she sails,
Far away from your land of endless sunshine,
To my land full of rainy skies and gales,
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow,
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell.
Oh, I went down South
For to see my Sal
Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
My Sal, she is A spunky gal
Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well, Fare thee well,
Fare thee well my fairy fay
For I’m going to Lou’siana For to see my Susyanna
Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Well, you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow,
Kick off your shoes and you throw 'em on the floor.
Dance in the kitchen 'til the morning light.
Louisiana Saturday night.
-“BB”-
Well I got me a fine wife, I got me an ole fiddle,
When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle,
Life ain’t nothin’ but a funny funny riddle,
Thank God I’m a country boy.
I’m a little bit country;
I’m a little bit rock and roll
It’s the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It’s still rock and roll to me
Everybody’s talkin’ 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it’s still rock and roll to me
Everybody’s talkin’ ‘bout a new way of walkin’
Do you want to lose your mind?
Walk right in, sit right down
Daddy, let your mind roll on
The love between the two of us was dying
And it got so bad I knew I had to leave
But halfway down that highway when I turned around I saw
My little daughter running after me
Crying
Daddy, don’t you walk so fast
Daddy, don’t you walk so fast
Daddy, slow down some ‘cause you’re makin’ me run
Daddy, don’t you walk so fast
The people gather around when he gets on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm he beats puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there bothers to dance
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, “Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar!”