Текст песни Faithfull Marianne - Madame George
Faithfull Marianne - Madame George слова песни
Down the Cyprus AvenueWith child-like visions leaping into view,A clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes,Ford and Fitzroy, Madame Joy,Marching with the soldier boy behindHe`s much older now with hat on, drinking wineAnd that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting throughEarly cool night air like Shalimar.Outside they`re making all the stopsKids out in the street collecting bottle topsGoing for cigarettes and matches in the shops,Happy thinking Madame Joy.Oh, that`s when you fall,Oh, that`s when you fall,Yeah, that`s when you fall.When you fall into a tranceSitting on a sofa playing games of chance,With your folded arms in history books you glanceInto the eyes of Madame Joy.And you think you found the bag,You`re getting weaker and your knees begin to sag.In the corner playing dominoes in dragThe one and only Madame Joy.Outside the frosty window rapsShe jumps up and says, "Lord have mercy, I think that it`s thecops.And immediately drops everything she gotsDown into the street below.And you know you gotta goOn that train from Dublin up to Sandy RowThrowing pennies at the bridges down belowIn the rain, hail, sleet and snow.Say good-bye to Madame Joy,Dry your eye for Madame Joy,Wonder why for Madame Joy.As you leave the room it`s filled with music,Laughing music, dancing music all around the roomAnd all the little boys come around walking away from it allSo cool.And you`re about to leave she jumps and says, "Hey love,You forgot your glove."And the love to love she loves to love the loveTo love to love she loves to love the love to loveSay good-bye to Madame Joy,Dry your eye for Madame Joy,Wonder why for Madame Joy,Dry your eye for Madame Joy.In the wind and the rain, in the back street, in the back street,In the back street, in the back street, in the back street,Say good-bye to Madame George.Down home in the back street, in the back street,Say good-bye, say good-bye to Madame Joy.