Lyrics Madame George - Van Morrison
Down
on
Cyprus
Avenue
With
a
childlike
vision
leaping
into
view
Clicking,
clacking
of
the
high
heeled
shoe
Ford
and
Fitzroy,
and
Madame
George
Marching
with
the
soldier
boy
behind
He's
much
older
now
with
hat
on
drinking
wine
And
that
smell
of
sweet
perfume
comes
drifting
through
The
cool
night
air
like
Shalimar
And
outside
they're
making
all
the
stops
The
kids
out
in
the
street
collecting
bottle-tops
Gone
for
cigarettes
and
matches
in
the
shops
Happy
taken
Madame
George
Whoa,
that's
when
you
fall
Whoa,
that's
when
you
fall
Yeah,
that's
when
you
fall
When
you
fall
into
a
trance
A
sitting
on
a
sofa
playing
games
of
chance
With
your
folded
arms
and
history
books
you
glance
Into
the
eyes
of
Madame
George
And
you
think
you
found
the
bag
You're
getting
weaker
and
your
knees
begin
to
sag
In
the
corner
playing
dominos
in
drag
The
one
and
only
Madame
George
And
then
from
outside
the
frosty
window
raps
She
jumps
up
and
says
Lord
have
mercy
I
think
it's
the
cops
And
immediately
drops
everything
she
gots
Down
into
the
street
below
And
you
know
you
gotta
go
On
that
train
from
Dublin
up
to
Sandy
Row
Throwing
pennies
at
the
bridges
down
below
And
the
rain,
hail,
sleet,
and
snow
Say
goodbye
to
Madame
George
Dry
your
eye
for
Madame
George
Wonder
why
for
Madame
George
Whoo
And
as
you
leave,
the
room
is
filled
with
music,
laughing,
music
Dancing,
music
all
around
the
room
And
all
the
little
boys
come
around,
walking
away
from
it
all
So
cold
And
as
you're
about
to
leave
She
jumps
up
and
says
"Hey
love,
you
forgot
your
gloves"
And
the
gloves
to
love
to
love
the
gloves...
To
say
goodbye
to
Madame
George
Dry
your
eye
for
Madame
George
Wonder
why
for
Madame
George
Dry
your
eyes
for
Madame
George
Say
goodbye
In
the
wind
and
the
rain
on
the
back
street
In
the
backstreet,
in
the
back
street
Say
goodbye
to
Madame
George
In
the
backstreet,
in
the
back
street,
in
the
back
street
Down
home,
down
home
in
the
back
street
Gotta
go
Say
goodbye,
goodbye,
goodbye
Dry
your
eye
your
eye
your
eye
your
eye
your
eye...
Say
goodbye
to
Madame
George
And
the
loves
to
love
to
love
the
love
Say
goodbye
Oooooo
Mmmmmmm
Say
goodbye
goodbye
goodbye
goodbye
to
Madame
George
Dry
your
eye
for
Madame
George
Wonder
why
for
Madame
George
The
love's
to
love
the
love's
to
love
the
love's
to
love...
Say
goodbye,
goodbye
Get
on
the
train
Get
on
the
train,
the
train,
the
train...
This
is
the
train,
this
is
the
train...
Whoa,
say
goodbye,
goodbye...
Get
on
the
train,
get
on
the
train...
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