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    The Lyrics of Tom Waits: The Early Years
    The Lyrics of Tom Waits: The Early Years
    The Lyrics of Tom Waits: The Early Years
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    The Lyrics of Tom Waits: The Early Years

    By Tom Waits

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    Known for his growling vocals and for the distinct poetry of his lyrics, Tom Waits has amassed over the course of three decades a devoted cult following. The Early Years collects the lyrics—formative and classic—from the first ten albums of this true bard of hard living. A celebration of both his words and of the artist himself, this lyrical biography charts the course from Wait's emotional debut album, Closing Time (1977), to the experimental stirrings in Heartattack and Vine (1991) and One from the Heart (1992). Here the words achieve a new potency, adding further dimension to this singularly gifted artist.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOpen Road Integrated Media
    Release dateOct 13, 2009
    ISBN9780061860812
    The Lyrics of Tom Waits: The Early Years

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      The Lyrics of Tom Waits - Tom Waits

      CLOSING TIME

      Ol’ 55

      Well my time went so quickly,

      I went lickety-splickly out to my old ’55

      As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy,

      God knows, I was feeling alive.

      Now the sun’s coming up,

      I’m riding with Lady Luck,

      freeway cars and trucks,

      Stars beginning to fade,

      and I lead the parade

      Just a-wishing I’d stayed a little longer,

      Oh, Lord, let me tell you

      that the feeling’s getting stronger.

      And it’s six in the morning,

      gave me no warning; I had to be on my way.

      Well there’s trucks all a-passing me,

      and the lights are all flashing,

      I’m on my way home from your place.

      And now the sun’s coming up,

      I’m riding with Lady Luck,

      freeway cars and trucks,

      Stars beginning to fade,

      and I lead the parade

      Just a-wishing I’d stayed a little longer,

      Oh, Lord, let me tell you

      that the feeling’s getting stronger.

      And my time went so quickly,

      I went lickety-splickly out to my old ’55

      As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy,

      God knows, I was feeling alive.

      Now the sun’s coming up,

      I’m riding with Lady Luck,

      Freeway cars and trucks,

      freeway cars and trucks,

      freeway cars and trucks…

      I Hope That I Don’t Fall in Love with You

      Well I hope that I don’t fall in love with you

      ’Cause falling in love just makes me blue,

      Well the music plays and you display

      your heart for me to see,

      I had a beer and now I hear you

      calling out for me

      And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.

      Well the room is crowded, people everywhere

      And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?

      Well if you sit down with this old clown,

      take that frown and break it,

      Before the evening’s gone away,

      I think that we could make it,

      And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.

      Well the night does funny things inside a man

      These old tom-cat feelings you don’t understand,

      Well I turn around to look at you,

      you light a cigarette,

      I wish I had the guts to bum one,

      but we’ve never met,

      And I hope that I don’t fall in love with you.

      I can see that you are lonesome just like me,

      and it being late, you’d like some some company,

      Well I turn around to look at you,

      and you look back at me,

      The guy you’re with has up and split,

      the chair next to you’s free,

      And I hope that you don’t fall in love with me.

      Now it’s closing time, the music’s fading out

      Last call for drinks, I’ll have another stout.

      Well I turn around to look at you,

      you’re nowhere to be found,

      I search the place for your lost face,

      guess I’ll have another round

      And I think that I just fell in love with you.

      Virginia Avenue

      Well, I’m walking on down Virginia Avenue

      Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.

      Harold’s club is closing,

      and everybody’s going on home:

      What’s a poor boy to do?

      I’ll just get on back into my short,

      make it back to the fort

      Sleep off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain.

      There’s got to be some place

      that’s better than this

      This life I’m leading’s driving me insane

      And let me tell you I’m dreaming…

      Let me tell you that

      I’m dreaming to the twilight,

      this town has got me down.

      I’ve seen all the highlights,

      I’ve been walking all around

      I won’t make a fuss, I’ll take a Greyhound bus,

      carry me away from here:

      Tell me, what have I got to lose?

      ’Cause I’m walking on down Columbus Avenue

      The bars are all closing,

      ’cause it’s quarter to two

      Every town I go to is like a lock without a key

      Those I leave behind are catching up on me,

      Let me tell you they’re catching up on me,

      they’re catching up on me

      Catching up on me, catching up on me,

      catching up on me.

      Old Shoes (And Picture Postcards)

      I’m singing this song, it’s time it was sung

      I’ve been putting it off for a while,

      But it’s harder by now, ’cause the truth is so clear

      That I cry when I’m seeing you smile.

      So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

      And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

      And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

      Can I kiss you, and then I’ll be gone.

      Every time that I tried to tell

      that we’d lost the magic we had at the start,

      I would weep my heart when I looked in your eyes

      And I searched once again for the spark.

      So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

      And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

      And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

      Can I kiss you, and then I’ll be gone.

      I can see by your eyes, it’s time now to go

      So I’ll leave you to cry in the rain,

      Though I held in my hand, the key to all joy

      Honey my heart was not born to be tamed.

      So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

      And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

      And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

      Can I kiss you, and then I’ll be gone.

      So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear

      And your tears cannot bind me anymore,

      And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes

      Can I kiss you, and then I’ll be gone,

      Can I kiss you, and then I’ll be gone,

      can I kiss you, and then I’ll be gone.

      Midnight Lullaby

      Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye

      Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying.

      You can burn the midnight oil with me

      as long as you will

      Stare out at the moon

      upon the windowsill, and dream…

      Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye

      Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying.

      There’s dew drops on the window sill,

      gumdrops in your head

      Slipping into dream land,

      you’re nodding your head, so dream…

      Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles

      ’Cause when you are dreaming,

      you see for miles and miles.

      When you are much older, remember when we sat

      At midnight on the windowsill,

      and had this little chat

      And dream, come on and dream,

      come on and dream, and dream, and dream…

      Martha

      Operator, number, please:

      it’s been so many years

      Will she remember my old voice

      while I fight the tears?

      Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

      this is old Tom Frost,

      And I am calling long distance,

      don’t worry ’bout the cost.

      ’Cause

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