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Track listing:
The Mortician's Daughter
Until the Sun Comes Back Again
The Lucky One
Delores
Emily
Western Sky
Night and Day
Bus Stop
Wichita Lineman
Radio for Heartache





The Mortician's Daughter

I used to love the mortician's daughter
We drew our hearts on the dusty coffin lids
I grieve tonight over this letter
My tears dissolve an image in the careful ink

Her father stands in the open door
He's waiting for her
There's a storm blowing across the lake
It's late summer
On the broken step is a cardboard box full of wilted flowers
She whispers in my burning ear
It doesn't matter

I used to love the mortician's daughter
We rolled in the warm grass by the boneyard fence
Her skin so white
The first leaves falling
This long forgotten night I am there again

Her father stands in the open door
He's waiting for her
There's a ribbon printed with last respects
Blowing down the gutter
The rain comes in, she drops my hand, she's turning, laughing
And I used to love the mortician's daughter

I used to love the mortician's daughter
We drew our hearts on the dusty coffin lids
There's a lonely dove out on the telephone wire
I turn my head and she flies away


Until the Sun Comes Back Again

Until the sun comes back again
We'll drop our paper and our pen
The lonely day is at an end
Until the sun comes back again

You look like a quiet type
But keep up if you can

Turn thesign and pull the shades
Check the locks and hide the keys
Catch the train before we're late
I know where so follow me

Until the sun comes back again
I'll buy you drinks and be your friend
The lonely day is at an end
Until the sun comes back again

You look like you might be tired
But I'll give you a hand

Falling down into the street
Pick you back up to your feet
Count the church bell when it rings
Almost there so follow me


The Lucky One

Walking from the bus stop
Couldn't wait to get off
I know I'll be the lucky one

Walking through the twilight
Cold Nevada twilight
I know I am the lucky one

On the wheels
On the tabletops
On the handles with my shirt off
On the floor
On my heels again
I know I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm . . .

Standing on the corner
If I could find a quarter
I know I'd be the lucky one

Standing in the last light
Artificial daylight
I know I am the lucky one

On the wheels
On the tabletop
On the handles with my shirt off
On the floor
On my heels again
I know I'm the one, I'm the one

On the wheels
On the tabletops
On the handles with my shirt off
On the floor
On my heels again
I know I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm . . .

Walking to the bus stop
Couldn't wait to get on
I know I am the lucky one


Delores

Delores was her middle name
She'd read the book and everything
Now I know how old I am
Have you ever seen that film

Talking to a hotel mirror with my glasses off
Now you know just what he's talking about

Delores was her middle name
Dangling from a silver chain
Where'd you learn to talk that way
I look just like Humbert's ghost

Talking with a friend after school but you can't see
That she's really looking right at me

Well, Delores was her middle name
And now her mother's wondering
Do you know how old she is?
I want you out of my house right now

Writing all my problems in a secret little book
Now you know just what he should have done
Talking to me like I'm just illiter-ate
And now you know just what I'm crying about

Delores was her middle name
Yeah, yeah, yeah


Emily

Well I wonder who knows
If anyone knows
Where lovers go in their sleep
And what if they meet
Dream the same street
But she passes obliviously

Emily, you're lovely tonight
Look at me baby, it's me
Emily, are you feeling alright
You act like you've heard
And you stop and you turn
But it's like you have never
Seen me

Hey baby, it's me

I wonder who knows
If anyone knows
Why lovers dream of the rain
And what if he finds
It's some other time
Before she had even met him

Emily, where are you going
Talk to me baby, it's me
Emily, tell me what's wrong
No recognition, I must be mistaken
You're sure you have never
Seen me

Emily, come into the light
Look at me baby, it's me
Emily, are you feeling alright
You act kind of cross
And you turn and you
walk away down the street
Sorry


Western Sky

A pilot's son won't fly
So it's a two-day drive
Kissed his brave new wife goodbye

The road ends in a fence
She flies off overhead
He starts his lonely trip out west

Western sky
The miles go by
She'll always get there first
And I'll always arrive

Meet you there
You take care
I love that look you get
Before you say goodbye

His conscience waits for dark
Like an AM radio song
Fades in reflected off the clouds

After his father crashed
He moved his family back
And vowed to never leave the ground

Western sky
Between the signs
I'm spelling out your name
In neon passing by

Meet you there
Saturday
Now you be careful love
The road can hypnotize

An exit in the rain
She answered before it rang
But he can only say her name

Western sky
He laughs then sighs
I'm only halfway home
And stopping for the night

Glad you're there
You know my fear
I need those words you say
Before you say goodbye


Night and Day
(Cole Porter)

Night and day, you are the one;
Only you beneath the moon, under the sun.
Whether near to me or far,
It's no matter darlin', where you are;
I think of you, night and day.

Night and day, why's it so,
That this longing for you, follows wherever I go.
In the roaring traffic's boom;
In the silence of my lonely room;
I think of you, night and day.

Night and day, under the hide of me,
There's an old, such a hungry yearning, burning inside of me;
And this torment won't be through,
Till you let me spend my life making love to you;
Day and night, night and day


Bus Stop
(G. Gouldman)

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say,
"Please share my umbrella"
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it,
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella we employed it
By August, she was mine

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shop,
And she would show me what she'd bough
All the people stared as if we were both quite insan
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

That's the way the whole thing started
Silly, but it's true
Thinking of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting,
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shop,
And she would show me what she'd bought
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say,
"Please share my umbrella"
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it,
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella we employed it
By August, she was mine


Wichita Lineman
(Jimmy Webb)

I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main roads
Searchin' in the sun for another overload
I hear you singin' in the wires
I can hear you thru the whine
And the Wichita lineman
Is still on the line

I know I need a small vacation
But it don't look like rain
If it snows that stretch down South
Will never stand the strain
And I need you more than want you
And I want you for all time
And the Wichita lineman
Is still on the line

And I need you more than want you
And I want you for all time
And the Wichita lineman
Is still on the line


Radio for Heartache

She's a radio for heartache
Wandering along the river
Anyone who's on her wavelength
She will ask you what's the matter

He was so alone
He wouldn't have recognized his face
She sat down and gazed around
"Isn't this a lovely place?"

It looked cold out on the water
He kind of turned and nodded to her
That sound that "you let me down" makes
She's a radio for heartache

He'd been so wrong already
He couldn't even guess
She asked him if he had seen
Her favorite pair of swans pass yet

She's a radio for heartache
Wandering along the river
Anyone who's on her wavelength
She will ask you what's the matter

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