1. Telegraph Road 14:20TELEGRAPH ROAD A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best He made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore And the other travellers came riding down the track And they never went further and they never went back Then came the churches then came the schools Then came the lawyers than came the rules Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads And the dirty old track was the telegraph road Then came the mines - then came the ore Then there was the hard times then there was a war Telegraph sang a song about the world outside Telegraph road got so deep and so wide Like a rolling river... And my radio says tonight it's gonne freeze People driving home from the factories There six's lanes of traffic Three lanes moving slow... I used to like to go to work but they shut it down I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found Yes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles They can always fly away from this rain and this cold You can hear them singing out their telegraph code All the way down the telegraph road You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights When life was just a bet on a race between the lights You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care... But believe in me baby and I'll take you away From out of this darkness and into the day From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain From the anger that lives on the streets with these names 'Cos I've run every red light on memory lane I've seen desperation explode into flames And I don't wanna see it again... From all of these signs saying sorry but we're closed All the way down the telegraph road SULTANS OF SWING You get a shiver in the dark It's raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double four time You feel alright when you hear that music ring You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene He's got a daytime job he's doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for Friday night With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles The don't give a damm about any trumpet playing band It ain't whet they call rock and roll And the Sultans played Creole And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings 'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home' and he makes it fast whith one more thing 'We are the Sultans of Swing' LOVE OVER GOLD You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind And you go dancing through doorways Just to see what you will find Leaving nothing to interfere With the crazy balance of your mind And when you finnaly reappear At the place where you came in You've thrown your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind It takes lover over gold And mind over matter To do what you do that you must When the things that you hold Can fall and be shattered Or run through your fingers like dust ROMEO AND JULIET A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenade Laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade Says something like you and me babe how about it? Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack He's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that Anyway what you gonna do about it? Juliet the dice were loaded from the start And I bet and you exploded in my heart And I forget I forget the movie song When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? Come up on different streets they both were streets of shame Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same And I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals? When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold You promised me everything you promised me thick and thin Now you just say oh Romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him Juliet when we made love you used to cry You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die There's a place for us you know the movie song When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? I can't do the talk like they talk on TV And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you I can't do anything except be in love with you And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be All I do is keep the beat and bad company All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme Julie I'd do the stars with you any time Juliet when we made love you used to cry You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die There's a place for us you know the movie song When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenade Laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade Says something like you and me babe how about it? TUNNEL OF LOVE Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i choose Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo And I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and soul And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love It's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk She said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this It's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and say Hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig Money for muscle another girl I dig Another hustle just to make it big And rockaway rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this She put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away I could have cought up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades In any shooting gallery where promises ar made To rockaway rockaway from Cullercoasts and Whitley bay out to rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS It's a mystery to me - the game commences for the usual fee - plus expenses confidential information - it's in a diary this is my investigation - it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports - digging up the dirt you get to meet all sorts in this line of work treachery and treason - there's always an excuse for it and when I find the reason I still can't get used to it And what have you got at the end of the day? what have you got to take away? a bottle of whisky and a new set of lies blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life - no compensation private investigations SO FAR AWAY Here I am again in this mean old town And you're so far away from me And where are you when the sun goes down You're so far away from me So far away from me So far I just can't see So far away from me You're so far away from me I'm tired of being in love and being all alone When you're so far away from me I'm tired of making out on the telephone And you're so far away from me So far away from me So far I just can't see So far away from me You're so far away from me I get so tired when I have to explain When you're so far away from me See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain And you're so far away from me So far away from me So far I just can't see So far away from me You're so far away from me MONEY FOR NOTHING Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little faggot got his own jet airplane That little faggot he's a millionaire We gotta install microwave ovesns Custom kitchens deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises? Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and chicks for free BROTHERS IN ARMS These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arm Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms WALK OF LIFE Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story Hand me down mu walkin' shoes Here come Johnny with the power and the glory Backbeat the talkin' blues He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Decidation devotion Turning all the night time into the day And after all the violence and double talk There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife You do the walk, you do the walk of life YOUR LATEST TRICK All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles And prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes roars dinosaurs They're all doing the monster mash And most of the taxis and the whores Are only taking calls for cash I don't know how it happened It all took place so quick But all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick My door was standing open Security was laid back and lax But it was only my heart got broken You must have had a pass key made out of wax You played robbery with insolence And I played the blues in twelve bars down Lover's Lane And you never did have the inteligence to use The twelve keys hanging off my chain I don't know how it happened It all took place so quick But all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick Now it's past last call for alcohol Past recall has been here and gone The landlord finally paid us all The satin jazzmen have put away their horns And we're standing outside of this wonderland Looking so bereaved and so bereft Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands The bottle's empty and there's nothing left I don't know how it happened It was faster than the eye could flick But now all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick |
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Calling Elvis 6:25CALLING ELVIS Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Ccan he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan You gotta tell him - he's still the man Long distance baby - so far from home Don't you think maybe you could put him on Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone ON EVERY STREET There's gotta be a record of you someplace You gotta be on somebody's books The lowdown - a picture of your face Your injured looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A ladykiller - regulation tattoo Silver spurs on his heels Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you She threw herself under my wheels Oh it's a dangerous road And a hazardous load And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face I'm looking for on every street 4. Darling Pretty 4:43 DARLING PRETTY It's time to come away, my Darling Pretty It's time to come away on the changing tide Time to come away, Darling Pretty And I need you darling by my side Heal me with a smile, Darling Pretty Heal me with a smile and a heart of gold Carry me awhile, my Darling Pretty Heal my aching heart and soul Just like a castaway Lost upon an endless sea I saw you far away Come to rescue me Cast away the chains, Darling Pretty Cast away the chains away behind Take away my pain, my Darling Pretty And the chains that once were yours and mine There will come a day, Darling Pretty There will come a day when hearts can fly Love will find a way, my Darling Pretty Find a heaven for you and I Love will find a way, my Darling Pretty Find a heaven for you and I 6. Why Aye Man 4:10 WHY AYE MAN WE HAD NO WAY OF STAYING AFLOAT WE HAD TO LEAVE ON THE FERRY BOAT ECONOMIC REFUGEES ON THE RUN TO GERMANY WE HAD THE BACK OF MAGGIE'S HAND TIMES WERE TOUGH IN GEORDIELAND WE GOT WOR TOOLS AND WORKING GEAR AND HUMPED IT ALL FROM NEWCASTLE TO HERE WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WE'RE THE NOMAD TRIBES, TRAVELLING BOYS IN THE DUST AND DIRT AND THE RACKET AND THE NOISE DRILLS AND HAMMERS, DIGGERS AND PICKS MIXING CONCRETE, LAYING BRICKS THERE'S ENGLISH, IRISH, SCOTS, THE LOT UNITED NATION'S WHAT WE'VE GOT BRICKIES, CHIPPIES, EVERY TRADE GERMAN BUILDING, BRITISH-MADE WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN NAE MORE WORK ON MAGGIE'S FARM HADAWAY DOWN THE AUTOBAHN MINE'S A PORTACABIN BED OR A BUNK IN A NISSEN HUT INSTEAD THERE'S PLENTY DEUTSCHMARKS HERE TO EARN AND GERMAN TARTS ARE WUNDERSCHOEN GERMAN BEER IS CHEMICAL-FREE GERMANY'S ALREET WITH ME SOMETIMES I MISS MY RIVER TYNE BUT YOU'RE MY PRETTY FRAULEIN TONIGHT WE'LL DRINK THE OLD TOWN DRY KEEP WOR SPIRIT LEVELS HIGH WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN SAILING TO PHILADELPHIA I am Jeremiah Dixon I am a Geordie boy A glass of wine with you sir and a ladies arms enjoy Oh Durham and Northumberland Is measured up by my own hand It was my fate from birth To make my mark upon the earth... He calls me Charlie Mason A stargazer am I It seems that I was born To chart the evening sky He cut me out for picking bread But I had other dreams instead This baker's boy from the west country Would join the Royal Society... We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia To draw the line A Mason-Dixon line Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon But I swear you'll make me mad The West will kill us both You gullible Geordie lad You talk of liberty How can America be free A Geordie and a baker's boy In the forests of the Iroquois... Now hold your head up, Mason See America lies there The moon and tide has raised The capes of Delaware Come up and feel the sun A new morning has begun Another day will make it clear Why your star should guide us here... We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia To draw the line A Mason-Dixon line WHAT IT IS The drinking dens are spilling out and staggering in the square, there's lads and lasses falling about and a crackelling in the air then around the dungeon doors there's shelters in the queues, everybody's looking for somebody's arms to fall into It's what it is. That's what it is man Here's frost on the graves and the monuments but the taverns are warm in town People curse the government and shovel hot food down Lights are out in cityhall, the castle and the keep moon shines down upon it all, the legless and the sleepless Cold on a tollgate where the wagons creeping through Cold on a tollgate God knows what I can do Hmm that's what it is, it's what it is now The garrison sleeps and the citadel with the ghosts and the ancient stones High on the parapet the Scottish pipers stands alone High on the wind the howling runes speak of the rule And something from the past just comes and stares into my soul Cold on a tollgate where the Caledonian moves Cold on a tollgate God knows what I can do with you That's what it is, it's what it is now What it is, it's what it is now now now There's a chink of light as a burning wick there's a lantern in the tower Wee Willie Winkie with the candle sticks still writing songs in the mean wee hours On Charlotte Street they take a walking stick from my hotel The ghost of Dirty Dick is still in search of little Nell That's what it is, it's what it is now What it is, it's what it is now now now THE TRAWLERMAN'S SONG we’re taking on water diesel and stores laying up awhile before i’m back on board they’re patching her up to go fishing again they’re welding her rudder scrubbing her keel scars on her belly need time to heal in the dock with the trawlermen i know all the people there’s nobody new soon we’ll be leaving with the same old crew on the green water the tumbling sea they ain’t running like the good old days time’s just slipping down the old slipways in the dock so dear to me dark is the night i need a guiding light to keep me from foundering on the rocks my only prayer is just to see you there at the end of my wandering back in the dock i could use a layoff getting my strength back but there’s a loan to pay off and a few skipjack so it’s a turnaround back in the southerly wind pirates coming in to steal our gold you can count yourself lucky with a profit in the hold in the dock when we come in dark is the night i need a guiding light to keep me from foundering on the rocks my only prayer is just to see you there at the end of my wandering back in the dock BOOM, LIKE THAT i’m going to san bernardino ring-a-ding-ding milkshake mixers that’s my thing, now these guys bought a heap of my stuff and i gotta see a good thing sure enough, now or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, yeah it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that the folks line up all down the street and i’m seeing this girl devour her meat, now and then i get it, wham as clear as day my pulse begins to hammer and i hear a voice say: these boys have got this down oughtta be a one of these in every town these boys have got the touch it’s clean as a whistle and it don’t cost much wham, bam you don’t wait long shake, fries patty, you’re gone and how about that friendly name? heck, every little thing oughtta stay the same or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that you gentlemen ought to expand you’re going to need a helping hand, now so, gentlemen well, what about me? we’ll make a little business history, now or my name’s not kroc call me ray like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that well we build it up and i buy ‘em out but, man they made me grind it out, now they open up a new place flipping meat so i do, too right across the street i got the name i need the town they sell up in the end and it all shuts down sometimes you gotta be an s.o.b. you wanna make a dream reality competition? send ‘em south if they’re gonna drown put a hose in their mouth do not pass ‘go’ go straight to hell i smell that meat hook smell or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that ALL THE ROADRUNNING (featuring: Emmylou Harris) A million miles our vagabond heels Clocked up beneath the clouds They're counting down to show time When we do it for real with the crowds Air miles are owing But they don't come for free And they don't give you any for pain But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain The rimshots come down like cannon fire And thunder off the wall There's a man in every corner And each one is giving his all This is my fife This is my drum So you never will hear me complain And if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning All the roadrunning Well if you're inclined To go up on the wall It can only be fast and high And those who don't like the danger Soon find something different to try When there's only a ringin' in your ears And an echo down memory lane But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning The show's packing up I sit and watch the convoy Leaving town There's no pretending I'm not a fool, For riding around and around Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death You showed me one time on the plane But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain A million miles of vagabond sky Clocked up above the clouds I'm still your man for the roaming For as long as there's roamin' allowed There'll be a rider And there'll be a wall As long as the dreamer remains And if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning |
* Mark Knopfler with Emmylou Harris Year: 2005 Format: 2CD Label: Mercury Records Reference No: 987 305 4 Songs: 11 / 11
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1. Sultans Of Swing 5:50
SULTANS OF SWING You get a shiver in the dark It's raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double four time You feel alright when you hear that music ring You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene He's got a daytime job he's doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for Friday night With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles The don't give a damm about any trumpet playing band It ain't whet they call rock and roll And the Sultans played Creole And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings 'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home' and he makes it fast whith one more thing 'We are the Sultans of Swing'
LOVE OVER GOLD You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind And you go dancing through doorways Just to see what you will find Leaving nothing to interfere With the crazy balance of your mind And when you finnaly reappear At the place where you came in You've thrown your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind It takes lover over gold And mind over matter To do what you do that you must When the things that you hold Can fall and be shattered Or run through your fingers like dust
ROMEO AND JULIET A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenade Laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade Says something like you and me babe how about it? Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack He's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that Anyway what you gonna do about it? Juliet the dice were loaded from the start And I bet and you exploded in my heart And I forget I forget the movie song When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? Come up on different streets they both were streets of shame Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same And I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals? When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold You promised me everything you promised me thick and thin Now you just say oh Romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him Juliet when we made love you used to cry You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die There's a place for us you know the movie song When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? I can't do the talk like they talk on TV And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you I can't do anything except be in love with you And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be All I do is keep the beat and bad company All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme Julie I'd do the stars with you any time Juliet when we made love you used to cry You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die There's a place for us you know the movie song When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet? A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenade Laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade Says something like you and me babe how about it?
TUNNEL OF LOVE Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i choose Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo And I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and soul And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love It's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk She said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this It's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and say Hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig Money for muscle another girl I dig Another hustle just to make it big And rockaway rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this She put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away I could have cought up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades In any shooting gallery where promises ar made To rockaway rockaway from Cullercoasts and Whitley bay out to rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids
PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS It's a mystery to me - the game commences for the usual fee - plus expenses confidential information - it's in a diary this is my investigation - it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports - digging up the dirt you get to meet all sorts in this line of work treachery and treason - there's always an excuse for it and when I find the reason I still can't get used to it And what have you got at the end of the day? what have you got to take away? a bottle of whisky and a new set of lies blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life - no compensation private investigations
MONEY FOR NOTHING Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little faggot got his own jet airplane That little faggot he's a millionaire We gotta install microwave ovesns Custom kitchens deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises? Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and chicks for free
BROTHERS IN ARMS These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arm Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms
WALK OF LIFE Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story Hand me down mu walkin' shoes Here come Johnny with the power and the glory Backbeat the talkin' blues He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Decidation devotion Turning all the night time into the day And after all the violence and double talk There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife You do the walk, you do the walk of life
ON EVERY STREET There's gotta be a record of you someplace You gotta be on somebody's books The lowdown - a picture of your face Your injured looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A ladykiller - regulation tattoo Silver spurs on his heels Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you She threw herself under my wheels Oh it's a dangerous road And a hazardous load And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
11. Why Aye Man 4:10
WHY AYE MAN WE HAD NO WAY OF STAYING AFLOAT WE HAD TO LEAVE ON THE FERRY BOAT ECONOMIC REFUGEES ON THE RUN TO GERMANY WE HAD THE BACK OF MAGGIE'S HAND TIMES WERE TOUGH IN GEORDIELAND WE GOT WOR TOOLS AND WORKING GEAR AND HUMPED IT ALL FROM NEWCASTLE TO HERE WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WE'RE THE NOMAD TRIBES, TRAVELLING BOYS IN THE DUST AND DIRT AND THE RACKET AND THE NOISE DRILLS AND HAMMERS, DIGGERS AND PICKS MIXING CONCRETE, LAYING BRICKS THERE'S ENGLISH, IRISH, SCOTS, THE LOT UNITED NATION'S WHAT WE'VE GOT BRICKIES, CHIPPIES, EVERY TRADE GERMAN BUILDING, BRITISH-MADE WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN NAE MORE WORK ON MAGGIE'S FARM HADAWAY DOWN THE AUTOBAHN MINE'S A PORTACABIN BED OR A BUNK IN A NISSEN HUT INSTEAD THERE'S PLENTY DEUTSCHMARKS HERE TO EARN AND GERMAN TARTS ARE WUNDERSCHOEN GERMAN BEER IS CHEMICAL-FREE GERMANY'S ALREET WITH ME SOMETIMES I MISS MY RIVER TYNE BUT YOU'RE MY PRETTY FRAULEIN TONIGHT WE'LL DRINK THE OLD TOWN DRY KEEP WOR SPIRIT LEVELS HIGH WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN
BOOM, LIKE THAT i’m going to san bernardino ring-a-ding-ding milkshake mixers that’s my thing, now these guys bought a heap of my stuff and i gotta see a good thing sure enough, now or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, yeah it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that the folks line up all down the street and i’m seeing this girl devour her meat, now and then i get it, wham as clear as day my pulse begins to hammer and i hear a voice say: these boys have got this down oughtta be a one of these in every town these boys have got the touch it’s clean as a whistle and it don’t cost much wham, bam you don’t wait long shake, fries patty, you’re gone and how about that friendly name? heck, every little thing oughtta stay the same or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that you gentlemen ought to expand you’re going to need a helping hand, now so, gentlemen well, what about me? we’ll make a little business history, now or my name’s not kroc call me ray like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that well we build it up and i buy ‘em out but, man they made me grind it out, now they open up a new place flipping meat so i do, too right across the street i got the name i need the town they sell up in the end and it all shuts down sometimes you gotta be an s.o.b. you wanna make a dream reality competition? send ‘em south if they’re gonna drown put a hose in their mouth do not pass ‘go’ go straight to hell i smell that meat hook smell or my name’s not kroc that’s kroc with a ‘k’ like ‘crocodile’ but not spelled that way, now it’s dog eat dog rat eat rat kroc-style boom, like that
WHAT IT IS The drinking dens are spilling out and staggering in the square, there's lads and lasses falling about and a crackelling in the air then around the dungeon doors there's shelters in the queues, everybody's looking for somebody's arms to fall into It's what it is. That's what it is man Here's frost on the graves and the monuments but the taverns are warm in town People curse the government and shovel hot food down Lights are out in cityhall, the castle and the keep moon shines down upon it all, the legless and the sleepless Cold on a tollgate where the wagons creeping through Cold on a tollgate God knows what I can do Hmm that's what it is, it's what it is now The garrison sleeps and the citadel with the ghosts and the ancient stones High on the parapet the Scottish pipers stands alone High on the wind the howling runes speak of the rule And something from the past just comes and stares into my soul Cold on a tollgate where the Caledonian moves Cold on a tollgate God knows what I can do with you That's what it is, it's what it is now What it is, it's what it is now now now There's a chink of light as a burning wick there's a lantern in the tower Wee Willie Winkie with the candle sticks still writing songs in the mean wee hours On Charlotte Street they take a walking stick from my hotel The ghost of Dirty Dick is still in search of little Nell That's what it is, it's what it is now What it is, it's what it is now now now
ALL THE ROADRUNNING (featuring: Emmylou Harris) A million miles our vagabond heels Clocked up beneath the clouds They're counting down to show time When we do it for real with the crowds Air miles are owing But they don't come for free And they don't give you any for pain But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain The rimshots come down like cannon fire And thunder off the wall There's a man in every corner And each one is giving his all This is my fife This is my drum So you never will hear me complain And if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning All the roadrunning Well if you're inclined To go up on the wall It can only be fast and high And those who don't like the danger Soon find something different to try When there's only a ringin' in your ears And an echo down memory lane But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning The show's packing up I sit and watch the convoy Leaving town There's no pretending I'm not a fool, For riding around and around Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death You showed me one time on the plane But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain A million miles of vagabond sky Clocked up above the clouds I'm still your man for the roaming For as long as there's roamin' allowed There'll be a rider And there'll be a wall As long as the dreamer remains And if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
* Mark Knopfler with Emmylou Harris Year: 2005 Format: CD Label: Mercury Records Reference No: 987 293 6 Songs: 14