Madame George

1.Madame George (Faithfull Marianne) sözleri

Faithfull Marianne tarafından albümünde söylenen Madame George adlı şarkının sözleri.

Down the Cyprus Avenue
With child-like visions leaping into view,
A clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
Ford and Fitzroy, Madame Joy,
Marching with the soldier boy behind
He's much older now with hat on, drinking wine
And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
Early cool night air like Shalimar.
Outside they're making all the stops
Kids out in the street collecting bottle tops
Going for cigarettes and matches in the shops,
Happy thinking Madame Joy.
Oh, that's when you fall,
Oh, that's when you fall,
Yeah, that's when you fall.
When you fall into a trance
Sitting on a sofa playing games of chance,
With your folded arms in history books you glance
Into the eyes of Madame Joy.
And you think you found the bag,
You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag.
In the corner playing dominoes in drag
The one and only Madame Joy.
Outside the frosty window raps
She jumps up and says, Lord have mercy, I think that it's the
cops.Ó
And immediately drops everything she gots
Down into the street below.
And you know you gotta go
On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row
Throwing pennies at the bridges down below
In the rain, hail, sleet and snow.
Say good-bye to Madame Joy,
Dry your eye for Madame Joy,
Wonder why for Madame Joy.
As you leave the room it's filled with music,
Laughing music, dancing music all around the room
And all the little boys come around walking away from it all
So cool.
And you're about to leave she jumps and says, Hey love,
You forgot your glove.
And the love to love she loves to love the love
To love to love she loves to love the love to love
Say good-bye to Madame Joy,
Dry your eye for Madame Joy,
Wonder why for Madame Joy,
Dry your eye for Madame Joy.
In the wind and the rain, in the back street, in the back street,
In the back street, in the back street, in the back street,
Say good-bye to Madame George.
Down home in the back street, in the back street,
Say good-bye, say good-bye to Madame Joy.

2.Madame George (Van Morrison) sözleri

Van Morrison tarafından albümünde söylenen Madame George adlı şarkının sözleri.

Down on cyprus avenue
With a childlike vision leaping into view
Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe
Ford & fitzroy, madame george
Marching with the soldier boy behind
He’s much older with hat on drinking wine
And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
The cool night air like shalimar
And outside they’re making all the stops
The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops
Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops
Happy taken madame george
That’s when you fall
Whoa, that’s when you fall
Yeah, that’s when you fall
When you fall into a trance
A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
With your folded arms and history books you glance
Into the eyes of madame george
And you think you found the bag
You’re getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
In the corner playing dominoes in drag
The one and only madame george
And then from outside the frosty window raps
She jumps up and says lord have mercy I think it’s the cops
And immediately drops everything she gots
Down into the street below
And you know you gotta go
On that train from dublin up to sandy row
Throwing pennies at the bridges down below
And the rain, hail, sleet, and snow
Say goodbye to madame george
Dry your eye for madame george
Wonder why for madame george
And as you leave, the room is filled with music, laughing, music,
Dancing, music all around the room
And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all
So cold
And as you’re about to leave
She jumps up and says hey love, you forgot your gloves
And the gloves to love to love the gloves...
To say goodbye to madame george
Dry your eye for madame george
Wonder why for madame george
Dry your eyes for madame george
Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street
In the backstreet, in the back street
Say goodbye to madame george
In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street
Down home, down home in the back street
Gotta go
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Dry your eye your eye your eye your eye your eye...
Say goodbye to madame george
And the loves to love to love the love
Say goodbye
Oooooo
Mmmmmmm
Say goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to madame george
Dry your eye for madame george
Wonder why for madame george
The love’s to love the love’s to love the love’s to love...
Say goodbye, goodbye
Get on the train
Get on the train, the train, the train...
This is the train, this is the train...
Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye....
Get on the train, get on the train...

3.Madame George (Jeff Buckley) sözleri

Jeff Buckley tarafından albümünde söylenen Madame George adlı şarkının sözleri.

(van morrison)
Originally performed by van morrison. this cover is found on the trash can tape (a bootleg tape).
Down on cyprus avenue
With a child-like vision leaping into view.
The clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes
Ford and fitzroy; madame george.
Marching with the soldierboy behind
He’s much older now with hat ondrinking wine
And the smell of sweet perfume comes drifting thru
In the cool night breeze like shalimar
And then your self control lets go
And suddenly you’re up against the bathroom door.
The hallway lights are finely getting dim
You’re in the front row touching him
And outside they’re making all the stops
The kinds out in the streets collecting bottle tops
Going for cigarettes and matches to the shops
Happy talkingmadame george
And that’s when you falloh
Ohthat’s when you fall

And you fall into a trance
Sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
With your folded arms in history books you glance
Into the eyes of madame george
And you think you’ve found your bag
You’re getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
And in the corner playing dominoes in drag
The one and only madame george
And outside the frosty window raps
She says be coolI think that it’s the cops
Stands updrops everything she gots
It’s not easy now you know
Now you know you gotta go
Catch a train from dublin up to sandy row
In the windrain & fog & slush & snow
Keep on going on
Say good-bye we know you’re pretty far out
And all the little boys comin’ round
They got gold cigarette lighters in their pockets
Walking away from it allso cool.
That’s when you fall.