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Known for his growling vocals and for the distinct poetry of his lyrics, Tom Waits has amassed over the course of three decades a devoted cult following. The Early Years collects the lyricsformative and classicfrom the first ten albums of this true bard of hard living. A celebration of both his words and of the artist himself, this lyrical biography charts the course from Waits emotional debut album, Closing Time (1977), to the experimental stirrings in Heartattack and Vine (1991) and One from the Heart (1992). Here the words achieve a new potency, adding further dimension to this singularly gifted artist.

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The Early Years
The Lyrics of Tom Waits {19711982} Contents Well my time went so quickly I went lickety-splickly out to - photo 1
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Well my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old 55 As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive. Now the suns coming up, Im riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade Just a-wishing Id stayed a little longer, Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feelings getting stronger. And its six in the morning, gave me no warning; I had to be on my way. Well theres trucks all a-passing me, and the lights are all flashing, Im on my way home from your place. And now the suns coming up, Im riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade Just a-wishing Id stayed a little longer, Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feelings getting stronger. And my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old 55 As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive.

Now the suns coming up, Im riding with Lady Luck, Freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks

Well I hope that I dont fall in love with you Cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see, I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me And I hope that I dont fall in love with you. Well the room is crowded, people everywhere And I wonder, should I offer you a chair? Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it, Before the evenings gone away, I think that we could make it, And I hope that I dont fall in love with you. Well the night does funny things inside a man These old tom-cat feelings you dont understand, Well I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette, I wish I had the guts to bum one, but weve never met, And I hope that I dont fall in love with you. I can see that you are lonesome just like me, and it being late, youd like some some company, Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me, The guy youre with has up and split, the chair next to yous free, And I hope that you dont fall in love with me. Now its closing time, the musics fading out Last call for drinks, Ill have another stout.
Well, Im walking on down Virginia Avenue Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.
Well, Im walking on down Virginia Avenue Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.

Harolds club is closing, and everybodys going on home: Whats a poor boy to do? Ill just get on back into my short, make it back to the fort Sleep off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain. Theres got to be some place thats better than this This life Im leadings driving me insane And let me tell you Im dreaming Let me tell you that Im dreaming to the twilight, this town has got me down. Ive seen all the highlights, Ive been walking all around I wont make a fuss, Ill take a Greyhound bus, carry me away from here: Tell me, what have I got to lose? Cause Im walking on down Columbus Avenue The bars are all closing, cause its quarter to two Every town I go to is like a lock without a key Those I leave behind are catching up on me, Let me tell you theyre catching up on me, theyre catching up on me Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me.

Im singing this song, its time it was sung Ive been putting it off for a while, But its harder by now, cause the truth is so clear That I cry when Im seeing you smile. So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear And your tears cannot bind me anymore, And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes Can I kiss you, and then Ill be gone. Every time that I tried to tell that wed lost the magic we had at the start, I would weep my heart when I looked in your eyes And I searched once again for the spark.

So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear And your tears cannot bind me anymore, And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes Can I kiss you, and then Ill be gone. I can see by your eyes, its time now to go So Ill leave you to cry in the rain, Though I held in my hand, the key to all joy Honey my heart was not born to be tamed. So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear And your tears cannot bind me anymore, And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes Can I kiss you, and then Ill be gone. So goodbye, so long, the road calls me dear And your tears cannot bind me anymore, And farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes Can I kiss you, and then Ill be gone, Can I kiss you, and then Ill be gone, can I kiss you, and then Ill be gone.

Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying. You can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will Stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying.

Theres dew drops on the window sill, gumdrops in your head Slipping into dream land, youre nodding your head, so dream Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles Cause when you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles. When you are much older, remember when we sat At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat And dream, come on and dream, come on and dream, and dream, and dream

Operator, number, please: its been so many years Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears? Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost, And I am calling long distance, dont worry bout the cost. Cause its been forty years or more, now Martha please recall, Meet me out for coffee, where well talk about it all. And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, wed packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day. And I feel so much older now, and youre much older too, Hows your husband? and hows the kids? you know that I got married too? Lucky that you found someone to make you feel secure, Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.

And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, wed packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day. And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am, And all that really mattered then was that I was a man. I guess that our being together was never meant to be. And Martha, Martha, I love you cant you see? And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, wed packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you

Well Im sitting on a windowsill, blowing my horn Nobodys up except the moon and me, And a lazy old tomcat on a midnight spree All that you left me was a melody. Rosie, why do you evade? Rosie, how can I persuade? Rosie And the moons all up, full and big, apricot tips in an indigo sky, And Ive been loving you, Rosie, since the day I was born And Ill love you, Rosie til the day I die. Rosie, why do you evade? Rosie, how can I persuade? Rosie Rosie, why do you evade? Rosie, how can I persuade? Rosie And Im sitting on a windowsill, blowing my horn Nobodys up except the moon and me, And a lazy old tomcat on a midnight spree All that you left me was a melody. Rosie, why do you evade? Rosie, how can I persuade? Rosie
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face, lonely lonely in your place. Lonely, lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face, lonely lonely in your place. I thought that I knew all that there was to, lonely, lonely, lonely Melanie Jane, wont feel the pain.
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