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Throw Out a Line and Dream
              
      
                       I said look at the river.
            You said it’s only a stream.
            But I said I’ve seen people with nets out there
            You said they just throw out a line and dream.
            
            I see a river, you see a stream
            Wise men sleep it is fools who dream
            Men out there trying to net the moon
            Come on down to the river (the sun is going down)
            The fish will be jumping soon.
            
            Throw out a line and dream.
           
            I said look at the harbour.
            You said it’s only a quay,
            And I said I’ve seen big ships sailing in,
            You said they leave and they sail out to sea.
            I say a harbour, you say a quay
            You want them locked up I want them free.
            
            Throw out a line and dream.
            
            I said look at the road.
            You said it’s only a track,
            And I said I’ve seen people with trucks out there
            You said they leave and they don’t come back.
            
            I say a road and you say a track
            I seem to need you just to bring me back
            From the edge of the earth where it touches the sky
            Come on down to the road (look at the horizon)
            And feel the trucks rolling by.
          
          Throw out a line and dream.
          
          I see a river, you see a stream
          Wise men sleep, it is fools who dream
          Men out there, trying to net the moon
          Come on down to the river (the sun is going down)
          The fish will be jumping soon.
              
         
Mr. Connaughton
                                
Mr               Connaughton my memory's long, though the years have flown
              Though the years have gone.
              Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary?
              Were you from Cork or Tipperary?
              
              Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath
              Oh you said it was a lucky man had a gap between his teeth
              And for a while I had a gap too
              But it closed when my big teeth came through.
              Oh it closed when my big teeth came through.
                                
      
            
            Mr Connaughton you seemed to laugh such a lot
            And that would make us smile too, as often as not
            Did you have a friend who was a soldier?
            Well I'm gonna join the army when I'm older.
            
            Well I know you paid a fiver for that old motorbike
            And they said it wouldn't run, but I thought that it might.
            I was nearly asleep when it spluttered into life
            And I clenched my fist and smiled a secret smile of delight
            Was your first name Kevin or Mike?
            
            I remember when you built us a soap-box cart
            With the wheels off a pram, and a plank out in the yard,
            And you gave us a bit of string but we steered it with our feet.
            Oh boy it was the best one on the street,
            And you said “Jesus, that's the best one on the street”.
            
            I remember when your little girl was born
            You brought her downstairs to show us all,
            And we were allowed to kiss her
            And I wished she was my sister.
            
            Mr Connaughton, you moved away
            With your wife and your baby, but we stayed
            Till finally we got re-housed too
            And I never will forget you
            
            Mr Connaughton my memory's long though the years have flown
            Though the years have gone
            Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary?
            Were you from Cork or Tipperary?
             
              
         
Girl from the Hiring Fair
                                
          I went down to the hiring fair for to sell my             labour,
            And I noticed a maid in the very next row and I hoped she'd be my            neighbour.
            Imagine then my delight when the farmer picked us both.
            I spoke not a word in the cart to the farm, but my heart beat in my            throat.
            
            My lodging was dry and my master fair and I gave him full measure,
            But my envy grew like the corn in the field for in his house was my            treasure,             
            And I'd watch her carry water, or drive cows from the byre,
            And the heat from the sun made the corn grow strong and with it my            desire.
            
            Well I'd see her in my dreaming and in my dreams caress
            Her eyes, her lips and her dark brown hair, the curves beneath her            dress.
            But harvest time it came at last, so heavy was the task
            That the women and the men worked side by side and I had her near at            last,
            
            And I swung harder with my scythe, few words between us passed,
            And I cursed my tongue-tied youthfulness and I hoped that she'd hear            my heart.             
            When all was safely gathered in and we sat down to rest
            My trembling fingers touched her arm, and she placed them on her            breast.
           
            And then she turned to me as the sun went down and all my senses            reeled,
            As we lay there on the scented ground and the moon rose over the            field.
           
            She was safely gathered in my arms when from the barn
            Drifted the sound of a violin and we hurried back to the farm,
            And all were dancing in the lantern light and music filled the air,            
            And I thanked my stars for the harvest moon and the girl from the            hiring fair.             
            
            Oh all were dancing in the lantern light and music filled the air,
            And I thanked my stars for the harvest moon and the girl from the            hiring fair.
             
              
         
      
Chou Fleur
          She said “Darling, won’t you tell me what’s the matter?
          Won’t you tell me ‘bout the problem?
          I hate to hear you sigh
          Or see it in your eyes.”
          
          She said, “Darling, won’t you tell me where the hurt lies?
          Won’t you tell me where the pain is?
          I hate to hear you sigh
          Or see it in your eyes.”
          
          She said, “Darling, don’t you know the pain will pass soon?
          Don’t you know it’ll soon be over?
          I hate to hear you sigh.
          Or see it in your eyes.”
          
          “Dites a moi, mon petit chou
          Dites a moi, what can I do?
          Je t’appel mon petit chou fleur
          Chou fleur, I love you.”
          
          Chou fleur, elle m’appelle
          Un petit chou fleur
          Elle m’appelle un petit chou fleur
          Et ca m'a fait sourire
          Elle m’appelle chou fleur.
           
              
         
      
Something           the Matter with Mary
              There's something the matter with Mary
              But I don't know what it is.
              I came home in the middle of the day
              And I found her looking like this.
              She was looking out of the window
              With a faraway look in her eye.
              And I said "Love, what is wrong?"
              She said nothing, but she started to cry
              There's something the matter with Mary.
              
              There's something the matter with Mary
              I don't know what it is.
              I woke up in the middle of the night
              And I found her looking like this.
              She was sitting on the edge of the bed
              With some papers in her hand.
              When I said "Love, what is wrong?"
              She didn't seem to understand
              There's something the matter with Mary.
              
              And it's not because I'm not working
              And it's not because of the kids
              There's just something inside that's hurting
              And I don't know what it is.
              And we're all still together
              Though it feels like someone's gone
              I feel like something's missing
              I wish I knew what was wrong.
              There's something the matter with Mary.
              
              There's something the matter with Mary
              There's this sadness in her eyes
              I promise that I'm never going to leave her
              But I wonder if she's telling me lies.
              'Cause it seems like she is searching
              Lost in the catacombs
              And I just want to hear her singing
              As she moves from room to room.
              There's something the matter with Mary.
               
              
         
      
Bridge of           Sighs
              You say too much water
                                
          Has gone under the bridge by now.
            I say that bridges
            Are all that’s left for us now.
            Each side of the river, the city is burning
            There is no turning back.
            Oh, what else can I say? There’s no loss of face
            And nothing’s betrayed, there’s no disgrace
            In meeting on the bridge.
            
            You’ll have to trust me, don’t bring any,
            Any of them so-called friends
            And everyone’s talking, they soon start shouting
            And we all know how that one ends.
            You say the daylight, I say the night-time
            Let’s meet in the twilight zone.
            Don’t be afraid you’ll come to no harm
            Nothing’s betrayed, we’ll both be unarmed
            And both of us must come alone.
            
            A Bridge of sighs for the compromise
            Does anyone get what they really wish?
            A handshake, a heartbreak, maybe a parting with a kiss.
            Ah, don’t be afraid, there is no disgrace
            No one’s betrayed, there’s no loss of face
            In meeting on the bridge.
            
            The river runs red, the air is smoking
            And the flames burn higher and higher.
            The numbers of dead are like beads of sweat
            And they can never put out this fire.
            The ones who are left must not be swept away
            On this river of death, so I’ll meet you halfway
            There is no disgrace, what more can I say?
            There’s no loss of face
            We must meet on the bridge.
             
              
         
      
Setting, The
                                
      
I will never           forget the walk to the station,
          Me with your suitcase being brotherly strong.
          And trying to make light of the whole situation,
          In mild conversation we moved through the throng,
          
          And above all the roar of the town was the blue sky,
          I could here the birds singing for the joy of the day
          And there was no support from the city forthcoming,
          No sympathy numbing your going away.
          It’s hard to say goodbye.
          
          And there was you with your bright eyes and best dress for travelling
          And me in my work clothes, unshaven and plain,
          Oh, I fully intended to put in the half day,
          But my good intentions went with you on the train.
          
          And I never looked back as the train left the station,
          Crossed over the road and walked into the park,
          And there in a bar an old man was singing,
          And I sat there drinking until it got dark.
          
          And outside the trees they grew starlings like apples,
          Their hustle and chatter not dampened by the rain.
          That washed down the pavements and into the gutters,
          That soaked through my clothes as I set out again,
          
          And above me the stars were all hidden by rain clouds,
          The song of the old man still locked in my brain,
          And all emigration, the curse of a nation
          The setting now fitting his sad sweet refrain.
           
              
         
      
Little Actress
                                
          Little actress how we loved you
            Watching you upon the stage
            We see the bright lights in your eyes
            Reflecting back at us ablaze.
            
            But no director now to tell you
            Take another curtain call
            So it must be natural timing
            Tells you when to let the teardrop fall.
            
            Go and tend to your mascara
            Just a little showbiz trick
            One small teardrop down it tumbles
            Leaving dark lines on your cheek
            
            Turning into melodrama
            Only cheapens broken hearts.
            Yet actors try to catch your eye
            Auditioning for the supporting parts.
            
            So who will take you home tonight
            And walk you to the car?
            Tonight we are all actors in this play
            But you, but you, you are the star.
            
                   So               who will take you home tonight
              And walk you to the car?
              Tonight we are all actors in this play
              But you, but you, you are the star.
              
              They note the way you comb your hair
              The clothes you wear, the way you move
              Your entrances are so assured
              So try to keep your exits just as smooth.
              
              And now a new scenario
              There is no script written for this
              The cast all come and squeeze your hand
              And lean to you and kiss
              
              Flick cigarette, twirl empty glass
              And even laugh too loud
              But disregard the handkerchief
              It only seems to drag this bad scene out.
              
              And who will take you home tonight
              And walk you to the car?
              Tonight we are all actors in this play
              But you, but you, you are the star.
               
              
         
Bad Girl
                                
          Bad girl, don't mind what the people say
            Bad girl, going to end in trouble some day
            I don't think that you're bad, I don't think that you're bad
            Deep down I think that you're sad, girl
            Deep down I think you're just sad.
            
            Bad girl, look at her laugh in the company
            Bad girl, but you're not fooling me
            I don't think that you're bad, I don't think that you're bad.
            Deep down I think that you're sad, girl
            Deep down I think you're sad.
            
            How come everybody knows better than you?
            How come they're all telling you just what to do?
            They see the outward signs
            And they just talk the dirt
            They do not see inside you and they do not feel the hurt
            When they say - bad girl.
            
            How come everybody knows better than you?
            How come they're all telling you just what to do?
            They think you're the one who always gets off light
            But they don't hear you cry yourself to sleep those lonely nights.
            
            When they say
            Bad girl, look at her laugh in the company
            Sad girl cries when nobody can see.
            I don't think that you're bad, I don't think that you're bad
            Deep down I know you're a sad girl
            Come and take a chance with me.
            So sad, but you’re not fooling me.
             
              
         
Holiday Romance
          Well, he bought the first drink
            And he had such deep brown eyes
            A different way of talking to her
            She didn't even care if it was lies
            Down by the nets on the beach
            Oh they made love on the shore
            Laying in his arms in the sun
            She just loved him more and more.
            
            Poor little girl
            She never stood a chance
            Cos anyone can fall for
            A holiday romance.
            
            And while it was all going on
            They shared caresses
            And when it was all over then
            They exchanged addresses
            Her memory grew stronger
            His faded with his tan
            Ain't it just like a woman?
            Ain't it just like a man?
            
            And after it was all over
            And they’d exchanged addresses
            She waited for letters that never came
            And signed all of hers with kisses.
            Days in the summer sun
            Make your skin so warm
            You know it might hurt you some
            But you still want more and more.
            
            Poor little girl
            She never stood a chance
            Cos anyone can fall for
            A holiday romance.
             
              
         
          Dreams of You
                     How I can bear it knowing you’re there whilst I’m             here
            And I’m there and I’m nowhere and everywhere?
            Dream of you, baby.
            
            I dream of you, baby,
            It’s driving me crazy
            These dreams of you.
            
            And how can I hope to do what I’m supposed to?
            When all that I want,
            When all that I need is just to be close to you?
            
            And if love is good then how come it hurts so much?
            I long for your smile, your body, your sweet touch.
            
             Oh, the dreams I’ve had, baby,
            Are driving me crazy.  How much can I stand?
            Like an old tune that haunts me
            It’s driving me crazy.
            
            But morning must come soon
            Dreams, like an old tune that’s been round my brain
            Will finally leave me when you’re in my arms again.
              
         
Words           I Couldn’t Say            
              I never cared for songs that said “The stars shine in your eyes.”
              Or words like “I can’t live without you.”
              I thought that I had other ways to show you how I feel.
              I never felt the need to say those things about you
              And I know that I’m so selfish I don’t always hear a sigh
              Then I end up feeling helpless when I know I’ve made you cry.
              
              And the stars shine in your eyes
              Your smile lights up my day
              And I can’t live without you now
              Are the words I couldn’t say.
              
              I never cared for songs that said “You’re the moon in the sky at              night”
              Or words like “you’re my everything.”
              Although I might have felt those sentiments at certain times
              They were never words that I felt I could sing
              And I never mean to hurt you and if those words could heal the              pain
              And if they’d show you what you mean to me
              I’ll say them time and time again.
              
              And the stars shine in your eyes
              Your smile lights up my day
              And I can’t live without you now
              Are the words I couldn’t say.
               
              
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