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Marc Cohn
Marc Cohn


Background information
Birth name Marc Craig Cohn
Born July 5, 1959
Origin Cleveland, Ohio, United States
Genre(s) Adult Contemporary
Folk-Rock
Alternative Country
Years active 1991—present
Website Website



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Marc Cohn Album


Marc Cohn (1991)
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Put on my blue suede shoes and
I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain

W.C. Handy
Won't you look down over me
Yeah, I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be

Then I'm walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?

I saw the ghost of Elvis on Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through

Now, security did not see him
They just hovered round his tomb
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
And she's down in the jungle room

When I was walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?

Now, they've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green, be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you got a prayer in Memphis

Now, Muriel plays piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
She said, "Tell me are you a Christian, child?"
And I said, "Ma'am, I am tonight!"

Walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?

Walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?

Put on my blue suede shoes and I
Boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain

Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain

. . .


Everybody talks about some fateful day
And I guess that this was mine
I may be here to tell some kind of story
But I think it's gonna take a little time
(That's all right)

See I'm rockin' in a cradle
Down the hall somewhere and I am--
Lost inside a dream
Maybe I am falling
Maybe I am flying
But I know if I am crying she is
Holding me

And then the sky broke up
And then the rain came down
And it washed away everything on the ground
Wash it away
Wash it away
Wash it away

Now baby's got that bottle
Filled up with lightning and rain
He keeps calling out for someone
But she's riding on a train
Riding on the ghost train
And she keeps on riding
She's gonna keep on riding
Mama keep on riding
Keep on riding

Some trains they leave in the moming
Some leave in the afternoon
Some trains they leave here
Right on time
And some they just leave too soon
Way too soon
But I'm gonna keep on...

Now baby's got that bottle
Filled up with lightning and rain
He keeps calling out for someone
But she's riding on a train
Riding on the ghost train
And she keeps on riding
And she keeps on riding
She's gonna keep on riding
Keep on riding
Now baby's got that bottle
Filled up with lightning and rain
He keeps calling out for someone
But she's riding on a train
Riding on the ghost train
Riding on the ghost train
Riding on the ghost train
Riding on the ghost train
Riding on the ghost train

. . .


Watched it coming up Winslow
Down South Park Boulevard
Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood
Great big fins and painted steel
Man it looked just like the bat mobile
With my old man behind the wheel
Well you could hardly even see him in all of that chrome
The man with the plan and the pocket comb
But every night it carried him home
And I could hear him saying

Don't you give me no Buick
Son, you must take my word
If there's a God in heaven
He's got a Silver Thunderbird
You can keep your Eldorados
And the foreign car's absurd
Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird

He got up every morning
While I was still asleep
And I remember the sound of him shuffling around
Right before the crack of dawn
Is when I heard him turn the motor on
But when I got up they were gone
Down the road in the rain and snow
The man and his machine would go
Oh, the secrets that old car would know
Sometimes I hear him sayin'

Don't you give me no Buick
Son, you must take my word
If there's a God in heaven
He's got a Silver Thunderbird
You can keep your Eldorados
And the foreign car's absurd
Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird

Ohhh...
(x4)

Down the road in the rain and snow
The man and his machine would go
Oh, the secrets that old car would know
I still hear him sayin'

Don't you give me no Buick
Son, you must take my word
If there's a God up in heaven
He's got a Silver Thunderbird
You can keep your Eldorados
And the foreign car's absurd
Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird

Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird

Ohhh...(x4)

Hi ho silver...

. . .


Baby let's go below the surface
and see what we can find,
there's no reason to be nervous
cause it happens all the time

i dont wanna go up to the mountain,
i dont need to go down tot the sea
I'm gonna sit right here
till we unravel this mystery

while the lights of the city are shinin below,
i wanna hold on to you girl and never let go
while everyone else is just walkin around in there sleep...
baby let's dig down..dig down deep, i wanna dig down deep...la la la

i dont wanna wait until tomarow
cause the fortune said that the time is now
its time to find out what we're doin...
what we're doin anyhow

lets get out in the moonlight
and walk for a while
maybe stay up all night
and talk the talk for a while

baby kick off your shoes
cause you got nothin to lose but your sleep
baby lets dig down , dig , down deep..i wanna dig down deep
could you dig down deep

its an open invitation
so baby dont you cry
its a life long celebration
i think we're right on time

its a feelin in your heart
lump in your throat
its a strange and lovely ride
wanna dig down deep inside

la la la
la lal la

while the lights of the city are shinin below
wanna hold onto you girl and never let go
while everyone else is just walkin around in there sleep
baby lets dig down...dig down deep
i wanna dig down deep
could ya dig down deep
i wanna dig down deep...yeah
la la la..oh woh oh

. . .


Let's go down to the sound tonight
Tide is low and we can walk on water
Reel me in under that starry light
Just like the fisherman's daughter

Baby when the bands and the barkers go home
They say that Venus she rises
From out of the foam
She dances on air and laughs at the moon
And watches young lovers in fiery dunes

So are you willing to wait for the miracle
Willing to wait it through
Are you willing to wait for the miracle
Or don't you believe they're true?

There's an old man sitting by the side of the pier
He's got his cross and his camera
And his bottle of beer
He just sits all day and all through the night
Praying for a vision or a heavenly light

'Cause he's willing to wait for the miracle
Willing to wait it through
He's willing to wait for the miracle
What else is he gonna do?
What else is he gonna do?

Now me I don't need no heavenly sign
'Cause I got the water and the wine
So baby please let your lovelight shine
'Cause we're all gonna meet our maker
Sometime

That's why I'm willing to wait for the miracles
I'm willing to wait them through
I'm willing to wait for the miracles
But I just can't wait -- for you
Just can't wait for you
Let's go down to the sound tonight
And walk on water
Walk on water
Walk on water

. . .


My friends will ask me how I'm doin'
But I just can't lie to 'em
Not feeling fine today
I saw my dreams they were a
Ship on the ocean now it
Looks like they're miles away

Miles away
Hey, hey -- they're miles away

I know there's always something
We have to go through
That has some deeper meaning but
Right now I just can't say
I know there's gonna be a lesson somewhere
I'm gonna think a lot about it later
But right now I'm miles away
Miles away
Hey hey I'm miles away
Hey hey hey I'm miles away

I'm a million miles away
Where I don't have to think at all
Don't have to listen to you whisper
Your little secrets in the hall
Yeah I'd really love to talk about it
But I think I hear my mama calling me...
Miles away

. . .


Got into a cab in New York City
Was an Oriental man behind the wheel
Started talking about heaven
Like it was real
Said "They got mansions in heaven
Yeah the angels are building one for me right now
And I know...

They're saving the best for last
Look around this town
And tell me that it ain't so
They're saving the best for last
Don't ask me how I know
'Cause it must be
Saving the best for last for me

You can go a hundred miles a second
Don't have to drive no lousy cab
Got everything you want and more man
And the King picks up the tab
You walk around on streets of gold all day
And you never have to listen
To what these customers say and I know...

They're saving the best for last
Look around this town
And tell me that it ain't so
They're saving the best for last
Don't ask me how I know
'Cause it must be
Saving the best for last for me

I remember when I was a child
Lost in the streets of Chinatown
My mother had a vision and I was found
(Saving the best for last for me)
Oh-oh -- saving the best for last

And when I finally take this journey
I'm gonna wave goodbye to Earth
Gonna throw this meter in the ocean
And prove what I was worth
And I don't care who tries to flag me down
They're gonna have to find another ride uptown
And I know
They're saving the best for last..."

. . .


There's a stranger in a car
Driving down your street
Acts like he knows who you are
Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says
"Are you gonna get in
Or are you gonna stay out?"
Just a stranger in a car
Might be the one they told you about

Well you never were one for cautiousness
You open the door
He gives you a tender kiss
And you can't even hear them no more --
All the voices of choices
Now only one road remains
And strangers in a car
Two hearts, two souls, tonight, two lanes

You don't know where you're goin'
You don't know what you're doin'
Hell it might be the highway to heaven
And it might be the road to ruin
But this is a song
For strangers in a car
Baby maybe that's all
We really are

Strangers in a car
(Driving down your street)
Just strangers in a car
(Driving down your street)
Strangers in a car

. . .


I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
And if she needs me bad
I can find about two or three more

I got one through the basement
Two down the hall
And when the going gets tough
I got a hole in the wall

I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
And if she needs me bad
I can find about two or three more

I can come through the chimney like Santa Claus
Go through the window and that ain't all
A lot of good ways I don't want you to know
I even got a hole in the bedroom floor

I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
And if she needs me bad
I can find about two or three more

I got a way through the closet behind her clothes
A way through the attic that no one knows
A master key that fits every lock
A hidden door behind the grandfather clock

I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door
And if she needs me bad
I can find about two or three more

. . .


Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake
When there wasn't nothing but love to make,
They were two young lovers wishing on the stars above.

Well, they carved their initials in an old birch tree
with a heart and an arrow and a 'sixty-three.
You had to be blind not to see... It was a perfect love.

It was a perfect love. Ooh, yeah, yeah.
Well, they worked one summer together at the '64 World's Fair.
They met Robert Kennedy there.
Well, that was... right before the fall.

They saved up a little money for his carreer
And they talked about the future, underneath the giant sphere
And all around them the little voices were singing:
It's a small world after all.
Yes it is, it's a small world after all.

And it was... Perfect love.
It was a perfect love.
(Under the moon and the stars above, it was a perfect love)
They were dizzy from dancing on Rockaway Beach
They came to Rockaway

Yeah and everything they dreamed of was still within reach
Dreaming, Dreaming as the years roll by
Like they always do

Well, they had their share of hard times too
But whatever they were, they never let it get them down.
Now, they just go walking down a country lane
See the leaves are changing, in a misty rain

And only one thing remains the same, wo-oh.
Ooh, yeah, yeah.

Just a perfect love
(Under the moon and stars above it was a perfect love)
Ooh, yeah, yeah.

. . .


Baby I've been searching like everybody else
Can't say nothing different about myself
Sometimes I'm an angel and sometimes I'm cruel
But when it comes to love I'm just another fool

Yes I've climbed a mountain
I'm gonna swim the sea
There ain't no act of God, girl
Could keep you safe from me
My arms are reaching out,
out across this canyon

I'm asking you to be my true companion
True companion
True companion

So don't you dare and try to walk away
I've got my heart set on our wedding day
I've got this vision of a girl in white
Made my descision that its you alright
When I take your hand, I watch my heart set sail
I'll take my trembling fingers, and I'll lift up your veil
Then I'll take you home and with wild abandon
Make love to you just like a true companion
You are my true companion
I got a true companion
Whoa true companion

When the years have done irreparable harm
I can see us walking slowly arm in arm,
Just like that couple on the corner do
Cause girl I will always be in love with you
When I look in your eyes, I still see that spark
Until the shadows fall, until the room grows dark

Then when I leave this earth I'll be with the angels standing
I'll be out there waiting for my true companion
Just for my true companion
True companion
True companion

. . .


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