Van Morrison - The Story Of Them Lyrics
When friends were friendsAnd company was rightWed talk and talk and singAll through the night.Morning came leisurely and brightDowntown wed walkAnd passers byWould shudder with delightMmmmmm!Good times...All the cats were thereJust dirty enough to sayWe dont care.But the management had had complaintsAbout some cats with long long hairLook look lookAnd the peopled stareWhy, you wont be allowed inAnywhereBarred from pubs and clubs andDancehallsMade the scene at the spanish roomsAt the fallsAnd man, four pints of that scrumpy wasEnough to have youOut of your mind.Climbing up the wallsOut of your mindBut it was a gas, all the sameNow just around about this time withThe help of the three jsStarted playin at the maritime.Thats jerry, jerry and jimmyYou know they were always fineThey helped us run the maritime.And dont forget kitHitting people on the head andKnockin them outYou know he did his best and allWas something else...Now people say, who areOr what are themThat little one sings and that bigOne plays the guitar withA thumble on his finger runs it upAnd down the stringsThe bass player dont shave muchI think theyre all a little bitTouchedBut the people cameAnd thats how we made our nameToo much it wasYeah, good timesWild, sweaty, crude, uglyAnd mad.And sometimes just a little bit sadYeah, they sneered and allBut up there, we just havin a ballIt was a gas, you knowSome good times...We are the them take it or leave itYou know they took itIt kept comingAnd we worked for the peopleSweet sweatAnd the misty misty atmosphereGimme another drink of beer babyGotta get goin here...Blues come rollinDown all your avenueWont stop at the city hallJust a few steps awayYou can look up atMaritime hotelJust a little bit sadGotta walk awayWish it well...
