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The Idle Race
Lyrics

Come With Me

Come with me
It's oh so easy for me to see
We can be
Close together, for always forever
You'll never believe but it's true

You will see
The happy corners where we will be
It's for real
I'll sing to you all the songs that we knew
That's not true don't be blue they're for you

Ooowah, ooohwah, oooh-wah (etc.)

Can you feel
It's spinning round like a great big wheel
It's for real
I'll sing to you all the songs that we knew
That's not true don't be blue they're for you

Ahhhahhh, (etc. etc. etc... You know the sound
you make when you don tight fitting underwear!)

Come with me
Come with me

Come with me
It's oh so easy for me to see
Come with me
When I find that you're all on my mind
That's the time I will say come with me

(J.Lynne) 2.42

Sea Of Dreams

Little girl in the sea of dreams
There's a smile on her little face
She looked around she could see no peace
Her heart was sad and her body weak

Dum, dum, dooby-dum dum dum (repeat)

But in her dream she was big and strong
She fell in love with a sailor
He travelled far off to distant lands
He never travelled to see her

Dum, dum, dooby-dum dum dum (repeat)

Then one night a strange man did come
He whispered words unto her mother
Little girl in the sea of dreams
She closed her eyes and met her maker

(J.Lynne) 3.13

Going Home

I see the faces on my picture one is you
I see the reasons why the picture just ain't true

I'm going home
I'm gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of July
I'm going home (Going Home)

The dust collector keeps on banging at my door
Tales of the wild west, I can't mean it anymore

I'm going home
I'm gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of July
I'm going home (Going Home)

And I'll be there one of these mornings
Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am
Maybe I'll see you if I can

Break away, from all of these memories
Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am
Maybe I'll see you if I can

I'm going home
I'm gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of July
I'm going home

Going home (repeat several times)

(J.Lynne) 3.40

Reminds Me Of You

A bunch of dead flowers, kept in a vase
And its all that remind me of you
Why do I keep them, well might you ask
They're all that remind me of you

Two separate people, two separate ways
And I hope they may pass again
Withered and dead like, your love for me
And they're all that remind me of you

Once fresh and green now no, honey for the bee
They're all that remind me of you

A bunch of dead flowers kept in a vase
And they're all that remind me of you
Why do I keep them, well might you ask
They're all that remind me of you

They're all that remind me of you
They're all that remind me of you

(D.Pritchard) 2.54

Mr. Crow And Sir Norman

Ventriloquist was he, little boy sat on his knee
The people knew that the show was but the best one in the land
Until the night before the act
The dummy's clothes had all been packed away - he'd gone
And he'd left poor Mr. Crow right in the lurch

You know he's gone far away
I hear his voice go laughing
What of all the years we shared?

Hello Mr. Crow has your little boy left home - did he run away
Well I hope he'll soon be back to do the show
I'm sorry you must feel quite sad when your dummy runs away without a word
That is all old Mr. Crow had heard

You know he's gone far away
I hear his voice go laughing
What of all the years we shared?

Now come on Mr. Crow my dear
We'd better have this gottle o' geer

Then one fateful night into the dressing room so bright
Walked our friends hateful doll
Mr. Crow cried tears of joy all in his tea
The bad doll said kindly address me as Sir Norman, little man I am a star
And if you weren't so old maybe I'd let you be my doll

You know I've been far away
I've heard the people laugh
Now I'm a great big star

[Here they are Mr. Crow and Sir Norman...]

(J.Lynne) 3.16

Please No More Sad Songs

Yes she's leaving on the train
Never coming back again
The lines go far ahead
Got a job fixed in the city
Wants to be a star she's pretty
And I don't get a part

So please no more sad songs
I've heard enough today
Isn't it nice holding you tight, remember?

Left a note here on the floor
Where she used to knock the door
I found when I got home
Said you're gonna be a singer
Be a star and real swinger
I hope it's very nice

So please no more sad songs
I've heard enough today
Isn't it nice holding you tight, remember?

Thought she was joking when I looked around
Went to her room and saw her things had gone
She must have flown, ahhh

Yes she's left upon the train
Never coming back again
The lines went far away
Got her job in the big city
She became a star so pretty
Now I don't know her name

So please no more sad songs
I've heard enough today
Isn't it nice holding you tight, remember?

Isn't it nice holding you tight, remember?

(J.Lynne) 3.19

Girl At The Window

In the town lived a girl so fair
Her mother would not dare
To let her anywhere
She was a lonely girl

John and Paul and
Ringo and George
Were playing lovely tunes
From the window of her room
By the light of the moon

Hey girl there at the window I wish you would come and see me
I've got so much to tell you so much I want you to see

In the fields lived a lonely boy
Who'd wander every night
Just to see her window light
Then he was happier

Then he'd sit upon the ground
Just to listen to the sound
Of the music going round
And he would call to her

Hey girl there at the window I wish you would come and see me
I've got so much to tell you so much I want you to see

One night her mother said I think it's time for bed
The little girl crept down the stairs free as a bird

Hey girl there at the window I wish you would come and see me
I've got so much to tell you so much I want you to see

She met the boy sitting on the ground
And they listened to the sound
Growing distant as they found
They were happy now

Hey girl there at the window I wish you would come and see me
I've got so much to tell you so much I want you to see

(J.Lynne) 3.43

Big Chief Woolley Bosher

In the land they call the west
On the prairie's virgin crest
Lived a great man and his braves
And he led them to their graves

Big chief plays with baby son
The work of the Indian today is done
Life is easy, life is grand
'Til there is white man, gun in hand

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Started out when settlers came
And built their homes on the Indian range
Big Chief Woolly Bosher liked it none
Traded with a bad man for a gun