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Lyrics taken from the Warner Bros. CD-release # 9362-45427-2. All songs ©1995 You Call These Songs?/Warner-Tamerlane Publisihing Corp. BMI (except "This Town Goes Down at Sunset" written by Michael Hazlewood ©1975 EMI/April Music,Inc. ASCAP and "Lullaby" written by George Gershwin, ©1963 George Gershwin Music, admin. by WB Muisc Corp. ASCAP). Lyrics reprinted by kind permission.

My Hobo Heart

(Music: Van Dyke Parks, Lyrics: Michael Hazlewood)

I had a love in every town
I swore that Iwould sooner die
   than ever settle down
Me and my hobo heart
Me and my hobo heart

Now look and see what love has done
My feet are rooted in the ground just when
  I want to turn around and run
Me and my hobo heart
Me and my hobo heart

I look down the lonesome highway
A lover in every town
And I swore that I would far sooner die
  than settle down again

Then I ask myself a question:
What places could I go to —
what road could I take
What trip could I make that wouldn't lead back —
that wouldn't lead back to you

And now my travellin days are through
And ridin horses in the sand or walkin with you
   hand in hand will do
Me and my hobo heart
Me and my hobo heart

Wings Of A Dove

(Van Dyke Parks)

Rain come down for days make such thunder
This old house can't take that much more
And it just might take you and me under
Makin such a great commotion —
   you could hear the clatter
Put the pots and pans on the floor and just let it pour

In the din tintin tabulation you can hear
—— the rain is in play The whole wide world in great jubilation
Underneath the pitter patter say it doesn't matter
Someone say you feelin okay and just fly away

On the wings of a dove you bring me my love
She's singin so sadly
Wings liftin my love! She's driftin above
—— the push and the shove
On wings of a dove

Rain come down to wash away sorrow
This whole town is covered in gray
God let it rain by gosh 'til tomorrow
Someone here in tribulation — say it doesn't matter
Someone say you feelin okay on one rainy day

On the wings of a dove she's singing of love
Of things I need badly
Things I wish I had! And when she sings sad
  I would sing gladly
On wings of a dove

Palm Tree And Moon

(Van Dyke Parks)

This is so far from China the starlight like to blind ya
A lover's way o'sayin come home soon
Let each star there remind you   It's time for love to find you
A palm tree in the moon

When a comet comes out to fall
Why on earth do we feel so small
Must be heaven that we hear call
And in this natural plan   I'm like catchin your hand
Out under our palm tree and moon

I put it in a letter   How could I love you better
And dropped it in a bottle into the sea
I don't know where it went so   I sent to Sacramento
Said you were meant for me

What a time to be talking small
But a crime not to talk at all
When it's heaven that we hear call
There ain't a cloud in the sky and no allowin for why
Out under a palm tree and moon

What a time to be talking small
But a crime not to talk at all
When it's heaven that we hear call
And for us two silhouettes
It's just as good as it gets
Out under a palm tree and moon

Summer In Monterey

(Music: Van Dyke Parks, Lyrics: Michael Hazlewood)

Wasn't so long ago
That every year your family would rent a house
  from June to Labor Day
Summer in Monterey
None of us wore no clothes
In Monterey our feet were bare our shorts
  were all we'd ever wear
And I would jump for joy that you were there

Take you to the movie show
Watching arm in arm
Used to hope the film would work its charm
Then you and I we'd saunter home
Far behind the crowd
Linger longer than your Ma and Pa had allowed

Never in love before
We couldn't wait to be alone to beat it to
  the Ocean View Café
That was our hideaway
Summer in Monterey

Monterey Monterey
I would love the crazy world to always stay that way
Ocean breeze breaking seas
Out on the rocks around the widely curving bay
Summer in Monterey

San Francisco       (Van Dyke Parks)

San Francisco      San Francisco Her lovers' arms were open wide With a gate so golden Waits with charms unfoldin Hold that cable car up there with pride I gotta ride Giddy-yup down to San Francisco      San Francisco Where love is true as time and tide She was seventeen though     when I left from Reno Like some Valentino with his bride There by my side I panned gold from Cisco down to Frisco How I'm missin these days of yore Eldorado Miss those Irisky women and raw rye whiskey With each kiss we would explore Eldorado

For this desperado was gold in the dust Like many a man in God do I trust Gave up on El Dorado so lost in my lust Where love is not for sale Out at the end of the trail San Francisco      San Francisco       You find a candlestick in flame Sportin life did change her Short life rearrange her Brought her misfortune and shame Roll on down the California flyway That's a highway I have known Old mystery sun sets down on waters The soul of man alone Time to giddy-up Doo-wah-diddy-yup San Francisco      San Francisco You find love is not for sale Out at the end of the trail

Hold Back Time

(Van Dyke Parks)

We painted inside and out with just a gallon of joy
We had the girl then the boy — and love was never a toy
Just like that old rusty Ford we restored out in back
It made that clickety clack
Our new old house by the track

At her window was a touch of lavender lace
I remember her face — too many rainbows to chase
Right through the cracks of the pane come tracks of the rain
Scatter like diamonds of rain
Down our old block top two lane

Hold back time! Don't talk about tomorrow!
Tell that old clock on the wall he'll just have to call it a day
Hold back time when we're in each others arms
We're in each other's arms so hold back time

With that old country hymn spinnin' round in her brain
She kept her fancy for plain — more than for fortune and fame
Now when we feel every wheel spinnin steel on that track
We shake the dust off the sack
In our old house by the track

Movies Is Magic

(Van Dyke Parks)

She slid on her dress that night
  under that melancholy moon
Somethin to impress him hopin
  he would be there soon
She gonna runaway
He got a Chevrolet
She want a Nat King Cole
He got a jelly roll
Whole lotta heart and soul

Sacramento river rat a rappin on her door
Take her to a picture show
   she sure ain't seen before
She was a debutante
Give her just what she want
You tell her just where to go
Down to the drive in show
You be my river beau

Movies is magic Real life is tragic Fundamental though it seems When you're living in your dreams And you wake up It's over

Movies is magic Real life is tragic I regret I gotta say It is time we get away To the movies and magic

Cowboys dressed like injuns popped
  right off that silver screen
Sky just like a jukebox for a
  dreamboat delta queen
Rain dropping all around
Put up the top you clown
And turn on the Nat King Cole
Off with a rock and roll
To the movies and magic

Movies is
movies is magic      movies is magic
Life is so tragic
And as time goes flyin by
You will often wonder why
'Til the day that you die
'Cause movies is magic      movies is magic

This Town Goes Down At Sunset

(Michael Hazlewood)

This town goes down at sunset
When the hills start turnin red
The streets roll up at eight o'clock
Everybody goes off to bed
Everybody goes off to bed

There's someone callin someone names
You can hear a screen door slam
A car goes skatin down the road
Everybody gets out of hand
Everybody gets out of hand

You took the key to my heart's door
And you set off on your own
I shook it off as a passing phase
Everybody must come back home
Everybody must come back home

This town gets up at daybreak
When the hills start turning blue
A whistle blows a rooster crows
Everybody's got things to do
Everybody's got things to do

But this town goes down at sunset
When the hills start turnin red
The streets roll up at eight o'clock
And everybody goes back to bed
Everybody goes back to bed

Lullabye

(George Gershwin)

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