Well it's down the road I go
And I got those worried
Lonesome homesick Jones
Way on down the road

Well it's down the road I go
Well I got the blues
From way down in New Orleans
Way on down the road

And I got to be so far away
Oh don't you see
All our memories, dreams and reflections
That keep haunting me

Well it's down the road I go
And I hear those gypsy voices
Calling me

Well don't you know
How much I love you
Don't you know
How much I care
It's beyond my comprehension
'Cos I love you on the square

It's not bound by any definition
It isn't written in the stars
It's not limited like Saturn
Isn't ruled by Mercury or Mars

Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Where we'll go walking
Down by the weeping willow tree
Won't you meet me

Steal My Heart Away

I can hear the sound of violins

I can hear the piper play
And every time the song begins

You just steal my heart away

The journey's longer than

I thought my love

There's lots of things

Get in the way

But every time I think of you

You just steal my heart away

Just like a morning

In May like this

See the heather on the hill

Listen Mr. DJ
Won't you play me something slow
Play me the songs
For the lonely ones
Play me something
That I know

Hey Mr. DJ
I'm in a sad mood tonight
Play me something just for me and my baby
Won't you make everything alright

I'm gonna turn it way down low
Leave it on all night long
Till the morning comes
Like my lover my friend until the end
And that special someone

Hey Mr. DJ

(Van Morrison)

Kicked your gift-horse in the teeth

Crowd gathered round in the street
You killed your saviour new one can't be found

Talk is cheap your saviour's highway bound

You read the tabloids every day

They're giving lots of things away

They went to build you up

So they can bring you down

Talk is cheap it's gonna

Could make them a million pounds

You wired the trains and went back home to St. Claire's shores
Before you became a spark down at the yard
You were passing through those hungry years alone
You were just trying to make a living out in Detroit

When you came back off the boats you didn't want to go anywhere
You sit down to TV in your favourite chair
You watch the big picture fade away down at Harland and Wolff

(Van Morrison)

All that trouble all that grief

That's why I had to leave

Staying away too tong is in defeat
Why I'm singing this song

Why I'm heading back home

That's what makes the Irish heart beat

I'm just like a hobo riding a train

I'm like a gangster living in Spain

Have to watch my back and I'm running out of time

When I roll the dice again

All work and no play
Makes Jack a dull chap
When it comes to the crunch
It s too much I've got to stop
No pain and no gain it s driving me insane

I d like to be somewhere else
Like to be all by myself
Like to be down at the beach
Relaxing at the sugar shack
Hot dogs coffee black
Coca cola kicking back

I'm just a wild and crazy guy
But I m tearing at the seams

Whatever Happened To PJ Proby?

(Van Morrison)

Whatever happened to PJ Proby?
Wonder can you fix it Jim

Where the hell do you think is Scott Walker?

My memory's getting so dim

Don't have no frame of reference no more

Not even Screaming Lord Sutch

Without him now there's no Raving Loony Party

Nowadays I guess there's not much

To relate to anymore

When I recall just how it felt
When I went walking down by the take
My soul was free, my heart awake
When I walked down into the town

The mountain air was fresh and clear
The sun was up behind the hill
It felt so good to be alive
On that morning in spring

I want to sing this song for you
I want to lift your spirits high
And in my soul I want to feel
The beauty of the days gone by

Georgia, Georgia,

The whole day through

Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

Oh, on my mind, on my mind

Well, well, well, well, well I say hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Georgia,

Just the thought of you

Comes as sweet and clear

As the moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me

Other eyes smile tenderly

Only a dream
That I had in the night
Only a dream
But It felt so right

We were standing in the moonlight
I was holding you tight
But it was only a dream

Only a dream
And that knocked me off of my feet
Only a dream
It was dancing in the street

And the big band kept on playing
Of Bonaparte's retreat
But it was only a dream

Only a dream
But somebody
Tried to knock it down

Man makes his money and they call him rich
Deep down inside he knows that life's still a bitch
Man tries to keep things but they're taken away
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man has to sweat and toil his life filled with trouble
Man got to step and fetch it on the double
Man has to work so hard to make it all pay
Man has to struggle all the live long day

When evening shadows fall
Minutes seem so long
When evening shadows fall
I'm waiting for the dawn
I miss you every night
Just about this time
You're always on my mind
When evening shadows fall

When evening shadows fall
End up staring at the wall
Even when you're gone
The feeling's all so strong
Want you to come on back
Back where you belong
So I can sing my song

Well you've been on a fast train and it's going off the rails
And you can't come back can't come back together again
And you start breaking down
In the pouring rain
Well you've been on a fast train

When your lover has gone away don't it make you feet so sad
And you go on a journey way into the land
And you start breaking down
'Cos you're under the strain
And you jump on a fast train

(wors by Van Morrison, music by Acker Bilk)

When evening shadows fall

Minutes seem so long

When evening shadows fall
I'm waiting for the dawn

I miss you every night

Just about this time

You're always on my mind

When evening shadows fall

When evening shadows fall

End up staring at the wall

Even when you're gone

The feeling's all so strong

Want you to come on back

(Van Morrison)

When I recall just how it felt

When I went walking down by the take

My soul was free, my heart awake
When I walked down into the town

The mountain air was fresh and clear

The sun was up behind the hill

It felt so good to be alive

On that morning in spring

I want to sing this song for you

I want to lift your spirits high

And in my soul I want to feel

Georgia, Georgia,

The whole day through

Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind

Oh, on my mind, on my mind

Well, well, well, well, well I say hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Georgia,

Just the thought of you

Comes as sweet and clear

As the moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me

Other eyes smile tenderly

Steal My Heart Away

I can hear the sound of violins

I can hear the piper play
And every time the song begins

You just steal my heart away

The journey's longer than

I thought my love

There's lots of things

Get in the way

But every time I think of you

You just steal my heart away

Just like a morning

In May like this

See the heather on the hill

(Van Morrison)

Kicked your gift-horse in the teeth

Crowd gathered round in the street
You killed your saviour new one can't be found

Talk is cheap your saviour's highway bound

You read the tabloids every day

They're giving lots of things away

They went to build you up

So they can bring you down

Talk is cheap it's gonna

Could make them a million pounds

(Van Morrison)

All that trouble all that grief

That's why I had to leave

Staying away too tong is in defeat
Why I'm singing this song

Why I'm heading back home

That's what makes the Irish heart beat

I'm just like a hobo riding a train

I'm like a gangster living in Spain

Have to watch my back and I'm running out of time

When I roll the dice again

Whatever Happened To PJ Proby?

(Van Morrison)

Whatever happened to PJ Proby?
Wonder can you fix it Jim

Where the hell do you think is Scott Walker?

My memory's getting so dim

Don't have no frame of reference no more

Not even Screaming Lord Sutch

Without him now there's no Raving Loony Party

Nowadays I guess there's not much

To relate to anymore

Only a dream
That I had in the night
Only a dream
But It felt so right

We were standing in the moonlight
I was holding you tight
But it was only a dream

Only a dream
And that knocked me off of my feet
Only a dream
It was dancing in the street

And the big band kept on playing
Of Bonaparte's retreat
But it was only a dream

Only a dream
But somebody
Tried to knock it down

Well don't you know
How much I love you
Don't you know
How much I care
It's beyond my comprehension
'Cos I love you on the square

It's not bound by any definition
It isn't written in the stars
It's not limited like Saturn
Isn't ruled by Mercury or Mars

Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Where we'll go walking
Down by the weeping willow tree
Won't you meet me

Man makes his money and they call him rich
Deep down inside he knows that life's still a bitch
Man tries to keep things but they're taken away
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man has to sweat and toil his life filled with trouble
Man got to step and fetch it on the double
Man has to work so hard to make it all pay
Man has to struggle all the live long day

Listen Mr. DJ
Won't you play me something slow
Play me the songs
For the lonely ones
Play me something
That I know

Hey Mr. DJ
I'm in a sad mood tonight
Play me something just for me and my baby
Won't you make everything alright

I'm gonna turn it way down low
Leave it on all night long
Till the morning comes
Like my lover my friend until the end
And that special someone

Hey Mr. DJ

Well you've been on a fast train and it's going off the rails
And you can't come back can't come back together again
And you start breaking down
In the pouring rain
Well you've been on a fast train

When your lover has gone away don't it make you feet so sad
And you go on a journey way into the land
And you start breaking down
'Cos you're under the strain
And you jump on a fast train

Well it's down the road I go
And I got those worried
Lonesome homesick Jones
Way on down the road

Well it's down the road I go
Well I got the blues
From way down in New Orleans
Way on down the road

And I got to be so far away
Oh don't you see
All our memories, dreams and reflections
That keep haunting me

Well it's down the road I go
And I hear those gypsy voices
Calling me

You wired the trains and went back home to St. Claire's shores
Before you became a spark down at the yard
You were passing through those hungry years alone
You were just trying to make a living out in Detroit

When you came back off the boats you didn't want to go anywhere
You sit down to TV in your favourite chair
You watch the big picture fade away down at Harland and Wolff

All work and no play
Makes Jack a dull chap
When it comes to the crunch
It s too much I've got to stop
No pain and no gain it s driving me insane

I d like to be somewhere else
Like to be all by myself
Like to be down at the beach
Relaxing at the sugar shack
Hot dogs coffee black
Coca cola kicking back

I'm just a wild and crazy guy
But I m tearing at the seams