Goodbye Laurelie - City Boy

The grass is overgrowing on the garden rail

And crickets call a chorus I remember.

well

Calling me, that old familiar thunder.

Writing

Letters I always meant to send you

When every second feature showed Niagara Falls

We were

Sitting pretty, feeling twice as tall.

Making faces at the madman

In the alleyway.

We laughed at every cowboy who stopped to

Fill his glass

Calling, Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye

Goodbye Laurelie, goodbye

Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye

Goodbye Laurelie.

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When all the city papers say you’re doing well You’re

Still a small town story that the neighbours tell When

You smile and say hello to strangers You’re still the

Foolish boy they all remember

The crazy Jane I chased every other night.

Has

Reappeared in white like a virgin bride.

I’m the

Face in the comer of the photograph A wild man

At the weddding, fixing his tie

Calling, Goodbye Laurelie dirty town lullabye

Goodbye Laurelie, goodbye

Goodbye Laurelie, dirty town lullabye

Goodbye Laurelie.

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