Lyrics Boogie Street (Live) - Leonard Cohen
                                                    O 
                                                Crown 
                                                of 
                                                Light, 
                                                    O 
                                                Darkened 
                                                One
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                thought 
                                                we? 
                                                    d 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                kiss 
                                                my 
                                                lips 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                it? 
                                                    s 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                back 
                                                on 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sip 
                                                of 
                                                wine, 
                                                    a 
                                                cigarette 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                it? 
                                                    s 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                tidied 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                kitchenette, 
                                                    I 
                                                tuned 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                banjo
 
                                    
                                
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                wanted 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                traffic-jam, 
                                                they? 
                                                re 
                                                saving 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                seat
 
                                    
                                
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                am, 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                is 
                                                back 
                                                on 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    O 
                                                my 
                                                love, 
                                                    I 
                                                still 
                                                recall 
                                                the 
                                                pleasures 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                knew
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rivers 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                waterfall, 
                                                wherein 
                                                    I 
                                                bathed 
                                                with 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bewildered 
                                                by 
                                                your 
                                                beauty 
                                                there, 
                                                I? 
                                                    d 
                                                kneel 
                                                to 
                                                dry 
                                                your 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                such 
                                                instructions 
                                                you 
                                                prepare 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                for 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                Crown 
                                                of 
                                                Light, 
                                                    O 
                                                Darkened 
                                                One
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                thought 
                                                we? 
                                                    d 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                kiss 
                                                my 
                                                lips 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                it? 
                                                    s 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                back, 
                                                back 
                                                on 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                come, 
                                                my 
                                                friends, 
                                                be 
                                                not 
                                                afraid, 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                so 
                                                lightly 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                is 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                made, 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                we 
                                                disappear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                maps 
                                                of 
                                                blood 
                                                and 
                                                flesh 
                                                are 
                                                posted 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                There? 
                                                    s 
                                                no 
                                                one 
                                                who 
                                                has 
                                                told 
                                                us 
                                                yet 
                                                what 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street 
                                                is 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                Crown 
                                                of 
                                                Light, 
                                                    O 
                                                Darkened 
                                                One
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                thought 
                                                we? 
                                                    d 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                kiss 
                                                my 
                                                lips, 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                it? 
                                                    s 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                back, 
                                                back 
                                                on 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sip 
                                                of 
                                                wine, 
                                                    a 
                                                cigarette 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                it? 
                                                    s 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                tidied 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                kitchenette, 
                                                    I 
                                                tuned 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                banjo
 
                                    
                                
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                wanted 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                traffic-jam, 
                                                they? 
                                                re 
                                                saving 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                seat
 
                                    
                                
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                am, 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                is 
                                                back 
                                                on 
                                                Boogie 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Whither Thou Goest (Live)
2 Who By Fire (Live)
3 I'm Your Man (Live)
4 Hey, That's No Way to Say Goodbye (Live)
5 If It Be Your Will (Live)
6 Tower of Song (Live)
7 Bird On the Wire (Live)
8 Recitation W/ N.L. (Live)
9 Boogie Street (Live)
10 Anthem (Live)
11 Closing Time (Live)
12 Chelsea Hotel #2 (Live At the Beacon Theater)
13 Democracy (Live)
14 Everybody Knows (Live)
15 First We Take Manhattan (Live)
16 Introduction (Live)
17 In My Secret Life (Live)
18 I Tried to Leave You (Live)
19 Sisters of Mercy (Live)
20 So Long, Marianne (Live)
21 The Future (Live)
22 Take This Waltz (Live)
23 Ain't No Cure for Love (Live)
24 Suzanne (Live)
25 The Gypsy's Wife (Live)
26 Hallelujah (Live)
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