Van Morrison - The Story of Them текст песни

When friends were friends

And company was right

Wed talk and talk and sing

All through the night.

Morning came leisurely and bright

Downtown wed walk

And passers by

Would shudder with delight

Mmmmmm!

Good times...

All the cats were there

Just dirty enough to say

"we dont care."

But the management had had complaints

About some cats with long long hair

"look look look"

And the peopled stare

"why, you wont be allowed in

Anywhere"

Barred from pubs and clubs and

Dancehalls

Made the scene at the spanish rooms

At the falls

And man, four pints of that scrumpy was

Enough to have you

Out of your mind.

Climbing up the walls

Out of your mind

But it was a gas, all the same

Now just around about this time with

The help of the three js

Started playin at the maritime.

Thats jerry, jerry and jimmy

You know they were always fine

They helped us run the maritime.

And dont forget kit

Hitting people on the head and

Knockin them out

You know he did his best and all

Was something else...

Now people say, who are

Or what are them

That little one sings and that big

One plays the guitar with

A thumble on his finger runs it up

And down the strings

The bass player dont shave much

I think theyre all a little bit

Touched

But the people came

And thats how we made our name

Too much it was

Yeah, good times

Wild, sweaty, crude, ugly

And mad.

And sometimes just a little bit sad

Yeah, they sneered and all

But up there, we just havin a ball

It was a gas, you know

Some good times...

We are the them take it or leave it

You know they took it

It kept coming

And we worked for the people

Sweet sweat

And the misty misty atmosphere

Gimme another drink of beer baby

Gotta get goin here...

Blues come rollin

Down all your avenue

Wont stop at the city hall

Just a few steps away

You can look up at

Maritime hotel

Just a little bit sad

Gotta walk away

Wish it well...