G I remember yesterdayBm When I'd sit and watch the hound dogs playAm Howlin' at the China moonD Now yesterday is the busted balloonG Life was young and things were easy,Bm Days were short, nights were warmAm Times were good, hate was shallowD Love was crazy and I had it in my marrowC And I swear that I've seen your faceD somewhere back in that time and in that placeG Do you remember,…the old house stood like World War TwoBm with just two rooms and a hall to be usedAm The lady was mean just slightly uncleanD with a heart of cold silver and goldG The kitchen smelled of keroseneBm Ceiling hung down unveiled the rotted beamsAm and the man, they said, his work it could of hung in the LouvreD Now he sits around all day because his left arm won't moveC He was a master of the art of electricityD He lectured on tubes and circuitryC He was self-employed, but he could never seeD his way into the lightG He had a room full of switches and dials and lightsBm and a head full of clouds and eyes full of sightAm And when it got dark,I could hear his heart beatD like a mother in the nightG She stood like a guardian ready to give everything upBm If I had asked for a sword and her blood in a cupAm but there was just a time when I asked for too muchD She sighed because she could not give itG We used to sit beneath the treeBm just the lady, the radio man and meAm And I think it was the winter of '63D the man went away and let us beC It was early on an August dayD that the lady decided she too must go awayC For her heart it seems could not pay the priceD for what her body was buyingG I came home from school and I found the noteBm I went into the kitchen and lit the old stoveAm With senses set on overloadD I turned on the TV,G spent the rest of the afternoonBm watching all my old cartoonsAm and thru the hall and across the porchD was the sun surrendered like a crying torch]
Randolph Street Master Of Electricity
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