Charlemagne

6 views

Lyrics

Manager is waiting to be paid
 Along with priests and deacons of his court
 A quartermaster, quite a mess, a mistress of the line
 Has found a last cent avenue of pain
 Mardi Gras just passed this way a while ago
 Making hungry people of us all
 Along the Mississippi, you can hear the fiddlers play
 Fandangos and boleros to the Lord
 Many trials, many tried
 Simple stories are the best
 Keep in mind the wishful kind
 Don't want to be like all the rest
 Uncle was a vicar in the big parade
 Selling fountain pens that never write
 San Sebastián gamblers never cheat nor lie
 They know good fences make good neighbours
 I wish I knew what time of year it was
 What kind of people will be there
 When gruesome tales of two cities ran
 Running all the way
 ♪
 Father might have heard his prayers were answered
 Inhibitions all the way from home
 Consider now, consider that before the deed is done
 The blood of consolation runs so true
 Many times, many tried
 Simple stories are the best
 Keep in mind, wishful kind
 Don't wanna be like all the rest
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
04:59
Key
4
Tempo
143 BPM

Share

More Songs by John Cale

Albums by John Cale

Similar Songs