Them Featuring Van Morrison lyrics

Got a woman, broke my heart
Took it darlin' , tore it apart
You left me sitting by the fire cryin'
You said your love for me was dyin'

And I'm beggin' you baby
Baby please
I'm beggin' you baby
I'm down on my knees

Turn on your light
Let IT shine on me
Turn on your love light
Let it shine on me
Let it shine, shine, shine
Let it shine

Now I wanna know
I gotta know baby

When friends were friends
And company was right
We'd drink and talk and sing
All through the night

Morning came leisurely and bright
Downtown we'd walk
And passers by, would shudder with delight
Mmmmmm! Good times

And there was this man
All the cats were there
Just dirty enough to say, "We don't care"
But, the management have had complaints

Call it stormy Monday
Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad
You know they call it stormy Monday
Lord, but Tuesday's just as bad
And Wednesday's are worse
And Thursday's oh so sad

The eagle flies on Friday
Lord, and Saturday we go out and play
The eagle flies on Friday
Well, Lord, and Saturday we go out an play
Uh-huh-huh

And Sunday we go to church
And I kneel down and pray

They say that Richard Cory
Owns one-half of this here town
With political connections
Spread his wealth around

Born into society, a banker's only child
He had everything a man could want
Power, grace and style

But I, work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm livin'
And I curse my poverty
That I wish that I could be
Yeah, I wish that I could be

One Sunday mornin'
A-we went walkin'
Down by, the old graveyard
The mornin' fog
I looked into
A-yeah, those mystic eyes

Her mystic eyes
Mystic eyes
Mystic eyes
Mystic, eyes
Mystic eyes
Mystic eyes
Oh, the mystic eyes
Ooh

(Mystic, mystic, mystic, mystic, mystic)

I put a spell on you
'Cause you're mine
Bi-a-do-ya, di-a-do-ya, dia-do-a, dia-do-a
You better stop the things you do
And I ain't lyin', no I ain't lyin'

I can't stand it
Your runnin' around
You should know better mama
I can't stand it
Since you put me down

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine

(Instrumental)

Do I love ya
Do I love ya
Do I love ya
Oh my

Let's go walking where the boats go by
And watch them sail across the bay
Let me hold your hand in the morning fog
Little child I want to walk your dog

Hey, hey girl
Hey, hey girl
You're so young
I don't know what to do

And let's go walking up that mountain slope
And look down on the city down below
I will make a fool of you

Hey, hey girl
Hey, hey girl
You're so young

Whoa, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah

I could see right out my window
Walkin' down the street, my girl
With another guy

His arm around her
Like it used to be with me
Whoa, it makes me want to die-i

Yeah-yeah-yeah
Well, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah

There they go

Like to tell ya about my baby
You know she comes around
She about five feet four
A-from her head to the ground

You know she comes around here
At just about midnight
She make ya feel so good, Lord
She make ya feel all right

And her name is G-L-O-R-I
G-L-O-R-I-A (GLORIA)
G-L-O-R-I-A (GLORIA)
I'm gonna shout it all night (GLORIA)
I'm gonna shout it everyday (GLORIA)

Don't look back
To the days of yester-year
You cannot live on in the past
Don't look back

An' I've known so many people
They're still tryin' to live on in the past
Don't look back, whoa no-oh

If I could call back
All those days of yester-year
I would never grow old
And I'd never be poor
But darlin', those days are gone
Oh yeah

Stop dreaming
And live on in the future

Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go
Down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby please don't go

Baby, your mind done gone
Well, your mind done gone
Well, your mind done gone
Left the county farm
You had the shackles on
Baby, please don't go

Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
Before I be your dog
To git you way down here

Fill me my cup
And I'll drink your sparkling wine
Pretendin' everything is fine
'Till I see your sad eyes

Throw me a kiss
Across a crowded room
Some sunny windswept afternoon
There's none too soon for me to miss
My sad eyes
Woah-ooh-woo, not fair eyes
Are glad eyes, but you my sad eyes

Fortunate and free
And there go you and I
Between the umber sky
But who are you and I