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Richard Thompson Album


(guitar, vocal) (1976)
1976
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Sweet Little Rock 'n Roller
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Flee As A Bird
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The Pitfall/The Excursion
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My mind keeps on telling me that this is no good
And my heart is aching, that tells me I should
But only time will show the wiser
I've fallen in love with a girl that's not mine
If I take her it will hurt him, a very best friend of mine
But I know that I need someone, to hold, to love
And my mind says I shouldn't but my heart says I should
And I don't know which to go by, my mind or my heart
And this is so confusing, it's tearing me apart
Time, it will show the wiser
Well, I wish someone would help me, this decision is mine
And my morals and emotions are hard to combine
And there is no easy way out to limit the time
That it takes till she finds out for the love that I hide
And I don't know which to go by, my mind or my heart
And this is so confusing, it's tearing me apart
Time, it will show the wiser
Time, it will show the wiser
Time, it will show the wiser

. . .


Come on now mister
Step right inside and see the show
You'll like it mister
It cures you if you're feeling low
We'll take care of you
Especially if you've got the dough

They'll move you mister
Just like a hurricane moves a tree
See here now mister
Just look at what they've done for me
You're gonna like it
They'll take you where you wanna be

Alright now mister
Come in and join the other guys
Just one thing mister
Don't try to touch the merchandise
Or get too friendly
You know that wouldn't be too wise

Come on now mister
Step right inside and see the show
You'll like it mister
It cures you if you're feeling low
We'll take care of you
Especially if you've got the dough

. . .


Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine
Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine
Will you let me control the handles, you know it's the best thing I've ever seen

Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do?
Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do?
Can you fix me up now with a teacher, I wanna become an inventor too

Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do?
Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do?
It's true no one here understands now but maybe someday they'll catch up with you

. . .


The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where I want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town

All he wanted
Was to be free
And that's the way
It turned out to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town

Flow river flow
Past the shaded tree
Go river, go
Go to the sea
Flow to the sea

The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where I want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town

. . .


Won't you rise for the hangman
His pleasure is that you should rise
He's the judge and the jury
At the jester's assize
Poor Will on the gallows tree
Never a cruel word did say
Oh that a young man
Should be treated this way
Run to me mother of anyone's child
And tell me the revelry planned
Judges and barristers, clerks at the law
His show is the best in the land
Here's a toast to the Jolly Hangman
He'll hang you the best that he can
Here's a toast to the Jolly
No purse for a champion
No true love come over the stile
The debt of a poor man
He'll pay in awhile
Poor ladies, poor gentleman
Born of a sorry degree
Will you laugh for the hangman
When he comes for his fee?
Run to me mother of anyone's child
And tell me the revelry planned
Judges and barristers, clerks at the law
His show is the best in the land
Here's a toast to the Jolly Hangman
He'll hang you the best that he can
Here's a toast to the Jolly
Rise for the hangman
His pleasure is that you should rise
He's the judge and the jury
At the jester's assize

. . .

Sweet Little Rock 'n Roller

[No lyrics]

. . .


I know the way that I feel about you
I'm never gonna run away
I'm never gonna run away
I never knew the way when I lived without you
I'm never gonna run away
I'm never gonna run away

I came to you when no one could hear me
I'm sick and weary of being alone
Empty streets and hungry faces
The world's no place when you're on your own
A heart needs a home

Some people say that I should forget you
I'm never gonna be a fool
I'm never gonna be a fool
A better life they say if I never met you
I'm never gonna be a fool
I'm never gonna be a fool

Tongues talk fire and eyes cry rivers
Indian givers, hearts of stone
Paper ships and painted faces
The world's no place when you're on your own
A heart needs a home

. . .


At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
Hiding in shadows where we don't belong
Living in darkness to hide our wrong
You and me, at the dark end of the street
Just you and me

I know that time is gonna take its toll
We're gonna pay for the love that we stole
Ah it's a sin and we know that it's wrong
Ah but our love keeps coming on strong
You and me, at the dark end of the street
Just you and me

They're gonna find us
They're gonna find us
They're gonna find us someday
We'll steal away to the dark end of the street
Just you and me

If you take a walk downtown
And you find some time to look around
If you should see me and I walk on by
Oh darling please don't cry
Tonight we'll meet
At the dark end of the street
Just you and me
Oh you and me

. . .


Well if you hear somebody knockin' on your door
if you see something crawlin' across the floor
baby it'll be me and i'll be lookin' for you
If you see a head peepin' from a crawdad hole
if you see somebody climbin' up a telephone pole
baby it'll be me and i'll be lookin' for you
[bridge]
gonna look on the mountains
and in the deep blue sea
gonna search all the forests
and look in every tree
Well if you feel something heavy on your fishin' hook
and you see a funny face in your comic book
baby it'll be me and i'll be lookin' for you
If you hear a voice callin' out in the night
if you see something hangin' from a lamppost bright
baby it'll be me and i'll be lookin' for you
If you see someone lookin' in all the cars
if you see a rocket ship on its way to mars
baby it'll be me and i'll be lookin' for you
[bridge]
gonna look in the cities
where the lights are blue
gonna search the countryside
and all the haystacks too
If you see a new face on your totem pole
if you find a lump in your sugar bowl
baby it'll be me and i'll be lookin' for you

. . .

Flee As A Bird

[No lyrics]

. . .


Night comes in
Like some cool river
How can there be
Be another day
Take my hand
O real companion
And we'll dance
We'll dance 'till we fade away

O the songs
Pour down like silver
They can only
Only break my heart
Drink the wine
The wine of lovers
Lovers tired of being apart

Dancing 'till my feet don't touch the ground
I lose my mind and dance forever
Lose my mind and dance forever
Turn my world around
Turn my world around

O this night
Is like no other
And this room
Is ringing in my ears
And these friends
Will never leave me
And these tears
Are like no other tears

Dancing 'till my feet don't touch the ground
I lose my mind and dance forever
Lose my mind and dance forever
Turn my world around
Turn my world around

Well I may find
That street tomorrow
Leave the shadow
Of my lonely room
See my one
My one and only
Heart and soul
I'm coming soon

. . .

The Pitfall/The Excursion

[No lyrics]

. . .


I was under the Calvary Cross
The pale-faced lady she said to me
I've watched you with my one green eye.
And I'll hurt you 'till you need me.
You scuff your heels and you spit on your shoes.
You do nothing with reason
One day you catch a train
Never leaves the station.

Everything you do
Everything you do
You do for me
Now you can make believe on your tin whistle
Ah, you can be my broom boy
Scrub me 'till I shine in the dark
I'll be your light 'till doomsday
Oh, it's a black cat cross your path.
And why don't you follow
My claw's in you and my light's in you
This is your first day of sorrow

Everything you do
Everything you do
You do for me

. . .


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