《In Brooklyn(LP版)》歌词

[00:00:00] In Brooklyn (LP版) - Al Stewart

[00:00:00] Written by：Al Stewart

[00:00:01] Oh I come from pittsburgh to study astrology

[00:00:06] She said as she stepped on my instep

[00:00:10] I could show you New York with a walk between

[00:00:13] Fourth street and nine

[00:00:18] Then out of her coat taking seven harmonicas

[00:00:22] She sat down to play on a doorstep

[00:00:26] Saying come back to my place I will show you

[00:00:29] The stars and the signs

[00:00:33] So I followed her into the black lands

[00:00:37] Where the window frames peel and flake

[00:00:41] And the old jewish face behind the lace

[00:00:44] Even now trying to get to see what's cooking

[00:00:49] Just John the baptist in the park getting laid thinking

[00:00:52] There's no one looking

[00:00:57] And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees

[00:01:01] In brooklyn

[00:01:09] Her house was a dusty collection of rusty

[00:01:13] Confusion with landings and tunnels

[00:01:17] And leaning bookcases and spaces and faces and things

[00:01:24] Where twenty five puerto ricans manhattan mohicans

[00:01:29] And jewish italian pawnbrokers

[00:01:33] Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the wings

[00:01:41] While outside in the black lands

[00:01:45] The violent day runs wild

[00:01:49] And the black and white minstrels run through the crazy

[00:01:51] Alleys while the cops go booking

[00:01:56] And ruthless toothless agents sneak around and there's no one

[00:02:01] Looking

[00:02:04] And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees

[00:02:08] In brooklyn

[00:02:13] And oh I'm back in the city again

[00:02:21] You can tell by the smell of the hamburger stand

[00:02:25] In the rain

[00:02:29] She spoke of astrology while muttering apologies

[00:02:33] For coffee that tasted of hot dogs

[00:02:37] I said that's ok mine was cold anyway and just

[00:02:41] Grand

[00:02:45] Then she lay on the bed while the radio fed

[00:02:49] Us with records and adverts for cat food

[00:02:53] And I looked at her holding my thoughts in the

[00:02:56] Palm of my hand

[00:03:01] And outside in the black lands

[00:03:05] The evening came and went

[00:03:08] And the bums in the street begging money for one

[00:03:10] Last drink

[00:03:11] Are hanging round the liquor stores trying to get a

[00:03:13] Foot in

[00:03:16] And the girl from pittsburgh and I made love on

[00:03:18] A mattress with the new moon looking

[00:03:24] And in the cool evening breeze I was down on

[00:03:27] My knees in brooklyn