Mama's In The Moon Marc Cohn

Don't wanna pull the shade tonight, I think I'm wanna drown. I'm sending out a message, or could I die too soon? 'Cause I don't know where I'm going, Since Mama's in the moon.

Don't Talk To Her At Night Marc Cohn

Don't talk to her when shooting stars are falling Don't talk to her when she can smell the jasmine in the air Don't talk to her when no one knows you're calling You might just say the words that keep her

Ghost Train Marc Cohn

Everybody talks about some fateful day And I guess that this was mine I may be here to tell some kind of story But I think it's gonna take a little time (That's all right) See I'm rockin' in a

Miles Away Marc Cohn

My friends will ask me how I'm doin' But I just can't lie to 'em Not feeling fine today I saw my dreams they were a Ship on the ocean now it Looks like they're miles away Miles away Hey, hey

Perfect Love Marc Cohn

Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake When there wasn't nothing but love to make They were two young lovers Wishing on the stars above Well they carved their initials In an old birch tree With a heart and

Walk On Water Marc Cohn

Let's go down to the sound tonight Tide is low and we can walk on water Reel me in under that starry light Just like the fisherman's daughter Baby when the bands and the barkers go home They say

Walking in Memphis Marc Cohn

Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C.

Walking In Memphis (LP Version) Marc Cohn

Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C.

Lost You in the Canyon Marc Cohn

Got your call from California But I could hardly hear your voice Through the hissing of the highway And all that other noise You said "I might lose you in the canyon" Then you went riding up the

Valley of the Kings Marc Cohn

Down along these hillsides Many miles ago Lived a man of vision child But little did I know He was always talking child About the heart and soul 'Til one day some pharaoh came And offered up his

Strangers in a Car Marc Cohn

There's a stranger in a car Driving down your street Acts like he knows who you are Slaps his hand on the empty seat and says "Are you gonna get in Or are you gonna stay out?"

Man of the World Marc Cohn

I want be a man of the world Blood in my veins and a hurt in my heart Hide in the street with the noise and the dirt And the one still looking for a brand new start Oh i've been sleeping far too long

Silver Thunderbird Marc Cohn

Watched it coming up Winslow Down South Park Boulevard Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood Great big fins and painted steel Man it looked just like the Batmobile With my old man behind the

Paper Walls Marc Cohn

Well, I had just checked in when the sun came up After ten hours on the bus. I was staring at the stains on the ceiling, baby, Trying not to think about us.

Saints Preserve Us Marc Cohn

I could hear the shutters banging In my mother's house And the wind just kept blowing off the lake I ran down to the front door And told the ambulance man "Everything's all right here Sir There

Medicine Man Marc Cohn

Lately he can feel it Turning off inside his heart She's calling him from the car phone And she's falling apart Now he could call in her prescription And they will take it down off the shelf But

Ellis Island Marc Cohn

I was driving down Ninth Avenue As the sky was getting dark Didn't have nothin' else to do So I kept on riding to Battery Park I stepped out in the damp and misty night As the fog was rolling in

I hope that I don't fall in love with you Marc Cohn

Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you Cause falling in love just makes me blue While the music plays and you display your heart for me to see I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for

Dig Down Deep Marc Cohn

Baby let's go below the surface See what we can find There's no reason to be nervous 'Cause it happens all the time I don't want to go up to the mountain I don't need to go down to the sea Gonna

Saving the Best for Last Marc Cohn

Got into a cab in New York City Was an Oriental man behind the wheel Started talking about heaven Like it was real Said "They got mansions in heaven Yeah the angels are building one for me right

29 Ways Marc Cohn

I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door I got 29 ways to make it to my baby's door And if she needs me bad I can find about two or three more I got one through the basement Two down the hall

Healing Hands Marc Cohn

Tonight I cried the tears of a child Who knows what fear runs deep and wild Inside But the river's in flood tonight I lay down and the light streamed across my face I felt the beauty of some deeper

True Companion Marc Cohn

everybody else Can't say nothing different about myself Sometimes I'm an angel And sometimes I'm cruel And when it comes to love I'm just another fool Yes, I'll climb a mountain I'm gonna swim the

She's Becoming Gold Marc Cohn

She runs down the staircase And into the yard And she goes down to the end of the drive With her friends on the phone And her angels on guard She's just recently feeling alive After all of the tears and

Rest for the Weary Marc Cohn

man But his work was never done He stood behind a counter And he smiled at everyone He bought himself a business Worked seven days a week Took a holiday for Christmas Then he fell asleep beside the

From the Station Marc Cohn

I can see you with the top down In that car you keep under the eaves I can see the ocean wind blow Through your hair And all along your sleeves I see you turning up the radio Listening to the DJ's

The Rainy Season Marc Cohn

Clouds move in From off the horizon Feels like nighttime In the middle of the day And I don't know why But it's still so suprisin' How a love grows stronger Or it just fades away But you look

Providence Marc Cohn

I talk to you in turbulence That's when I see the light But she has visions on the hillside Then she speaks in tongues all night You've got such a faithful little servant Why don't you pay her

Girl Of Mysterious Sorrow Marc Cohn

Intro: Verse 1: I'm coming to see you, tomorrow sometime Gonna bring you some roses, gonna tear off the vines Gonna talk to the wind that blows through the trees Kiss you like always from down on my knees

Things We've Handed Down Marc Cohn

like your mother Will you sigh like your old man Will some things skip a generation Like I've heard they often can Are you a poet or a dancer A devil or a clown Or a strange new combination of The

Walk Through The World Marc Cohn

I'm writing you this letter from some old hotel I can feel the distance between us From the Spanish Steps to the Liberty Bell I know the angels have seen us... seen us, baby They see you down on Seventh

Olana Marc Cohn

They say my final masterpiece Was this house upon the hill High above the great and mighty river My hand could not hold the brushes Yes I guess I lost my will And you can't keep painting paradise

Turn On Your Radio Marc Cohn

I don't know where I'm goin' Now that I am gone I hope the wind that's blowin' Helps me carry on Turn on your radio, baby Listen to my song Turn on your nightlight baby, baby I'm gone Turn

Baby King Marc Cohn

Baby King You got to get ready for a baby king You might dance daddy You might sing But you never seen nothin' like a baby king No Virgin Mary brought him here (Get ready for a baby king) But the

Turn To Me Marc Cohn

Fallen angel Come to me Give me something to believe Before I turn on every vow Turn to me if you still know how Spent my share of restless days Coal black suitcase Fall from grace All the

Already Home Marc Cohn

I can see the sunshine Coming through my room Breaking down the winter of my discontent Looking out my window At the people passing by I keep wondering where my old companion went On the steps

Fallen Angels Marc Cohn

Baby baby, the time is at hand I tell you one thing that you'll understand Been a long time looking for something strong Oh baby it ain't gonna be that long [Repeat Verse] We're just fallen angels (Fallen

Welcome To The 60's (Karaoke Version) Marc Shaiman 외 2명

Say hello to the love in your heart Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now You gotta get yourself a brand new start TRACY, DYNAMITES & ENSEMBLE Hey mama, welcome to the 60's Oh, oh, oh,

Sarah Crazy Child Marc Bolan

Sarah crazy child is devouring all the streets With her pastel dotted dress And her seductive bongo beat Her skin is wild like the olives And her body's bitter sweet Still she's only just thirteen And

Sally Was An Angel Marc Bolan

Sally was an angel But angel's are a fake Could she just be a yesterday's scene Trying to make a break But I'm so lonely mama But I'm so lonely This fallen woman In my mind the death of me Sally

Madame De La Luna Marc Almond

full She is full of promise and joy Beaming her smile All the while across Heaven's horizons Weaving her dreams Into hearts of lonely boys Chorus But when I'm under the moon with you I'm in Heaven When

Bitter Sweet Marc Almond

A little bitter A little sweet That's how I like my life to be I'll take it neat Bitter sweet That's how I see the world I like the rain I like the dark I like mornings in the park The summer heat Bitter

Hot Rod Mama (Bonus Track) Marc Bolan

Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race Blown out my mind I can't keep up the pace I'm selling all my midnight still broke and living on the ground My gone little mama cut out without

Hot Rod Mama (Alternative Ver.) Marc Bolan

Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race Blown out my mind I can't keep up the pace I'm selling all my midnight still broke and living on the ground My gone little mama cut out without

Merengue Kent Jones

Oh yeah Dance Dance merengue Baby Dance merengue with you mama Dance merengue know you wanna A little Marc Anthony It\'ll bring you right back to me Dance merengue with you mama Dance merengue

Misty Mist (Highways) Marc Bolan

Highways mine the Mountains of the Moon Moon Midnight is a sound singing Cupid's tune tune Only seeing is believing in the Temple of the Sun Sun Where silver swords dug a misty morning sun sun Jump

Jasper C. Debussy Marc Bolan

Jasper was fine but he had glass eyes He crucified me with his pixie coloured lies His hair was black he had a bend in his back He tied my cousin Eddy to the railroad tracks The train it come he started

Jasper C. Debussy (Bonus Track) Marc Bolan

Jasper was fine but he had glass eyes He crucified me with his pixie coloured lies His hair was black he had a bend in his back He tied my cousin Eddy to the railroad tracks The train it come he started

Reinventing Robert Cohn And Then There Were None

Like a thunderstorm that pulls you deep into the night She speaks to me in numbers and is gone when I open my eyes (She wants more) You know I’ll just forget it if you give me a chance (One more chance

Can You Feel The Love Marc Meersman

There`s a calm surrender To the rush of day When the heat of the rolling world Can be turned away And enchanted moment And it sees me through It`s enough for this restless worrier Just to be with