CellarGhosts
02/16/07, 07:28 PM
Notes: Another one of my :piano: songs. (See the notes section in my piece entitled "Metropolitan Serenades")
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the Slipshod Carnival (Out On the Town In the Pouring Rain)
Well in this uptown caravan, we're all just vagrant circus clowns,
Drifters lost in the aching, rough-edged barroom sounds...
Of out of tune guitars, and discordant grand piano keys
Played on through the night, we're all just trading romantic war stories.
And I'm fumbling for a melody, I'm skimming through my words
All those things I said to you, I can't tell which is worse:
That I'm sitting here without you, dear, listenin' to some vagabond moan...
Or that his somber railcar song, reminds me of your spiteful tone.
Well I kissed you goodbye, on the chime of the midnight hour.
Sad to say your lips on mine, this time my dear, tasted so goddamn sour.
We walked down Main Street together, passing all the parking lines and news stands.
Baby, the world was fast alseep, when we were walking hand in hand.
Now all I've got is photographs, and this achin', alleyway song.
Now I think I know what they meant by "ya don't know what ya got until it's gone"...
Well, I'll raise a toast to you, I'll raise a glass my dear.
And while I'm thinking back on us, babe, I'll try not to shed a tear.
It's a nice night for a shade of red, to coat this run-down town.
But I'm far too tired and far too heartbroke so I'll just have another round.
I'm sitting here, uptown tonight, exchanging tales with strangers.
'Bout how you've come to be nothing more than just another dog inside the manger.*
Outside the rain is falling hard, filling up my paper cup.
It's getting late, and to be honest I think I've had enough...
So I'll shake each hand of all these fools, in this slipshod carnival before I go.
'Cause I gotta find something to keep me warm, cause out there it's ten below.
Whoa, I'll stagger to a payphone, and I'll drop my quarters in.
When I hear your sweet, sweet voice, it's gonna be "hope to God I never see you again"
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* http://www.rhymezone.com/r/d?u=dog_in_the_manger
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the Slipshod Carnival (Out On the Town In the Pouring Rain)
Well in this uptown caravan, we're all just vagrant circus clowns,
Drifters lost in the aching, rough-edged barroom sounds...
Of out of tune guitars, and discordant grand piano keys
Played on through the night, we're all just trading romantic war stories.
And I'm fumbling for a melody, I'm skimming through my words
All those things I said to you, I can't tell which is worse:
That I'm sitting here without you, dear, listenin' to some vagabond moan...
Or that his somber railcar song, reminds me of your spiteful tone.
Well I kissed you goodbye, on the chime of the midnight hour.
Sad to say your lips on mine, this time my dear, tasted so goddamn sour.
We walked down Main Street together, passing all the parking lines and news stands.
Baby, the world was fast alseep, when we were walking hand in hand.
Now all I've got is photographs, and this achin', alleyway song.
Now I think I know what they meant by "ya don't know what ya got until it's gone"...
Well, I'll raise a toast to you, I'll raise a glass my dear.
And while I'm thinking back on us, babe, I'll try not to shed a tear.
It's a nice night for a shade of red, to coat this run-down town.
But I'm far too tired and far too heartbroke so I'll just have another round.
I'm sitting here, uptown tonight, exchanging tales with strangers.
'Bout how you've come to be nothing more than just another dog inside the manger.*
Outside the rain is falling hard, filling up my paper cup.
It's getting late, and to be honest I think I've had enough...
So I'll shake each hand of all these fools, in this slipshod carnival before I go.
'Cause I gotta find something to keep me warm, cause out there it's ten below.
Whoa, I'll stagger to a payphone, and I'll drop my quarters in.
When I hear your sweet, sweet voice, it's gonna be "hope to God I never see you again"
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* http://www.rhymezone.com/r/d?u=dog_in_the_manger