Madame George - Van Morrison
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...