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Van Morrison
Van Morrison


Background information
Birth name George Ivan Morrison
Born August 31, 1945
Origin Belfast, Northern Ireland
Genre(s) Blues
R&B
Folk
Blue-eyed soul
Celtic
Rock'n'Roll
Jazz
Country
Years active 1958—present
Label(s) Mercury Records
London Records
Lost Highway Records
Bang Records
Associated acts Them
Website Website



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Van Morrison Album


Blowin' Your Mind (1967)
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Hey where did we go? the days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow, playing a new game
Laughing and a running hey, hey! Skipping and a jumping,
In the misty morning fog with our hearts a thumpin' and you...
My brown eyed girl,
You, my brown eyed girl,

Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slow?
Going down the old mine with a transistor radio,
Standing in the sunlight laughing, hiding behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and sliding, all along the water fall, with you...
My brown eyed girl,
You, my brown eyed girl.

Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
... la te da

So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day, my, you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, Lord, sometimes I'm overcome thinking about
Making Love in the green grass, behind the stadium with you ...
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha la la la la la la la la la la de da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la de da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la de da

. . .


Little gal, little girl
Lord, you know it's true
Little gal, little girl,
Lord, you know it's true,
I don't want to stop
Rockin' and rollin' with you.
Are you gonna let me stand alone,
Are you gonna let me stand alone,
Caught you this mornin'
Before your Daddy came home.
And I've done more for you
Than your Daddy has ever done,
I've done more for you
Than your Daddy has ever done
Gave you my jelly roll
And he ain't give you none.

Don't you ever go down
Down on Kersian [Curzon?] Street, It's bad
Don't you ever go down
Down on Kersian [Curzon?] Street
That's where old John
Flogs his daily meat
Maybe sometime he says leave the
Little boy and the girl behind
I got messed up round somewhere
Called the Notting Hill Gate
I lived there for awhile
But I moved out
And when I moved out
I was in such a state
I've never gone back there, but
I'm sure I done more for you
Than you Daddy has ever done baby
Made you learn your syllables.
Done more for you
Than your Daddy has ever done
Gave you my jelly roll
And he ain't give you none.

. . .



Now listen, Julie baby,
it ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight.
It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through,
Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn,
Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha.

Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind
More further 'way than what you're lookin' for.
I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door
And looked into my eyes.
Your a little star struck innuendos
Inadequacies an' foreign bodies,
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
Numbs my brain,
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
Numbs my brain, oh Lord.

Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe.
I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe.
I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you,
Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. Oh, Lord.

The cool room, Lord is a fool's room.
The cool room, Lord is a fool's room.
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
On your sick bed.

I gotta go, I gotta go
And you said, "Please stay, I wanna, I wanna,
I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water,
Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water."
I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go, baby."
I said, "I'll send, I'll send somebody around here later.
You know we got John comin' around here later
With a bottle of wine for you, baby - but I gotta go."

The cool room, Lord is a fool's room,
The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool's room, a fool's room.
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets,
I can almost smell your T.B. sheets, T.B.

I gotta go, I gotta go.
I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe.
We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know.
Yeah, I got a few things gotta do.
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry.
Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go,
Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh.

I turned on the radio,
If you wanna hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you.
There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh.

You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah.
I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby,
Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room,

. . .


The wine beneath the bed
The things we've done and said
And all the mem'ries
That come glancing back to me
In my loneliness

You're standing in the bridge
Beyond that stretch but our love reach
An consciousness has found me sometimes wondering
Where you're at
Umm, take me back again
Take me back one more time, Spanish rose

The way ya pulled the gate
Behind you when you said, "It ain't too late
Come on, let's swing the town and have a
Ball tonight

Yeah, hopin' you'd come through
And many others, too
And all the friends we used to have in days gone by
I'm wondering
If you'll take me back again
Take me back one more time, Spanish rose

And when the lights went out there
No one was about
An all the country in full bloom
In the room we danced

And many hearts were torn
And when the word went 'round
That ev'rything was wrong
And just couldn't be put right, it
Tore me up, it tore me up, Lord

The way you held a note
The trembling in your throat
That just beginning of your
Wondrous smile

The rising of the water
The winter winds of days gone by
I often ask myself and wonder why
It's gone
Uhm, take me back again
Take me back one more time, Spanish Rose

In slumber you did sleep
The window I did creep
And touch your raven hair
And sang that song
Again to you
You did not even wince
You thought I was the Prince
To come and take you from your misery
And lonely castle wall

Uhm, take me back again
A take me back one more time, Spanish Rose

. . .


-Goodbye Baby (Baby Goodbye)-

Goodbye baby, so long girl.
I know you ain't gonna like it,
But I'm stepping right out in your world
For I'm coming to your party
And I won't be able to stay,
But I'm gonna kiss you one more time, Lord,
Then I'm going away.
Goodbye baby hmm, baby goodbye hmm.

You may be lonely, yeah, you may be hurt,
Like a fool I gave you candy,
You turned around and treated me like dirt.
But still I'm gonna come to your party
And just before the break of day
I'm gonna touch you one more time, Lord,
Then I'm going away.
Sing it to me again
Goodbye baby hmm ha, baby goodbye.

Look out, what you see?
I see a train a-coming,
A train a-coming down the long lonesome track.
I'll tell you, girl, I gotta go on home now,
But deep down in your heart
You know that someday I'm, I'm coming back
And I'm gonna look for you at your party,
'Cause all the time I know that I'll find you there
And listen, I'm gonna dance with you
One more time, oh yeah.
Sing it to me tonight now
Goodbye baby, sing it sweet baby goodbye.

Lord, you're singing so sweet tonight Goodbye baby
Goodbye baby baby baby baby goodbye
I'll see you around sometime, Lord Goodbye baby...

. . .


Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey,
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey.
You're the apple of my eye,
Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie.

She's just sixteen and she's not yet grown,
She never goes out on her own.
She lives way up on the Avenue of Trees,
Where I chanced to walk in the cool night breeze.
And I, I see her face, her smile, her hair,
I cry, "Oh, uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh."

Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey,
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey.
You're the apple of my eye,
Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie,
Huh uh, huh uh, huh uh.

She came on walking down the avenue and I said,
"Baby, can I come in, baby, can I come in
And love you one more time ?"
She said, "I love you, babe."
I said, "D-d-d-do you, whoa woman, do you,
Do you love me ?"

Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey,
Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro rosey.
You're the apple of my eye,
Ice cream in my cherry pie.

. . .


(Van Morrison)

Who drove the red sports car from the mansion
And laid upon the grass in summer time?
And who done me out high time fashion
And made me read between the lines?
And who said, "Follow the mind, it's your only chance,
Sit on your throne, you got to make it on your own, on your own"?

And who said, "Ha, ha, look at you, look at you,
You got jam on your face."
And who did your homework and read your Bible
And signed your name every place ?
And who said, "Fortunes untold lie, don't go by gold,
You're much better known, you got to make it on your own,
On your own." Ah, ah, uh-huh.

And do you remember, do you remember this time,
I said a long time ago when I came walkin' down,
I came walkin' down, ha, by Maggie's place, ha ha ha,
It started comin' on rain, huh, it started comin' on rain,

'Cause I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of pants
And I was getting wet, I was getting wet, saturated, saturated, baby
And Maggie opened up the window and Jane swung out her right arm,
She said, "Hi!" I said. "Hi, how're you doing, baby?"
She said, "Come on in out the rain, come on in out the rain,
Lord, come on in out the rain, sit down by the fireside,
And dry yourself." Achoo, do it, do it, a-ha ha ha, I got caught,
I got caught An I got, got a bag, got a bag, baby, oh Lord,
I said, "I don't mind if I do, I don't mind if I do." Ha, aah...

Haa, it's a bag
I mean, huh, you know you gotta
You know, you sort-a turn it upside down
Somethin' like, put it on a rack
Fold it n', press it 'n
FADES-
Call it a record or somethin' like that goin'

. . .


Well you wake up in the mornin'
When the ding-dong ring (ding 'em man, ding 'em)
Go over to the table
Ya see the same old (damn) thing

Knife n' fork upon the table
And nothin' in my pan
Say anything about it
A-get in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine an ever lovin' light on me

If you ever go to Houston
Boy, ya better walk right
You better not stagger
And you better not fight

Or the sheriff gon' arrest you
Lord, and carry you down
And if the jury find your guilty
You're penitentiary bound

But let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine an ever lovin' light on me
Let the midnight special (hoo)
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine an ever lovin' light on me

Yonder comes Miss Rosie (yeah) (oh yeah)
How in the world do you know? (how do ya know?)
Well, I know her by her apron (oh yeah)
And the dress she wore

Umbrella on her shoulder
Piece a-paper in her hand (yeah)
She's a-gonna tell the (my) Captain
To let loose (release) her man

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine an ever lovin' light on me
(Me, me, me)

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Well let the midnight special
Shine an ever lovin' light on me

Well I done my time, boy (well, yeah)
Hoot n' holler n' cryin'
Well the man are call me
An I'll be ridin' down the line

But let the midnight special (Lord)
Shine a light on me (yeah)
A-let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me.

. . .





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