THE SUBJECT IS JAZZ: September 2016

Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
I don't mean to be bold, a-but a-may I hold your hand?

Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm a labourer of love in my persian gloves - a ha ha

Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha
Ow - ow - mh

Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha

La-la-la-la-la-la-la ....
Ooh ooh, oh don't you do ....
Ooh ooh, lay it all down ....
Ooh ooh, jetzt kommt sie doch, mh ....
Ooh ooh, mm-ba-ba-ba ....

Barcelona
(Lane/Clapton)

So we said goodbye to Barcelona,
well with a bunch of brandfire new strings in her hand.
Oh we all know, and we all knew the crew know.
Oh that the captain's gin bottle rarely left his hand.
Message broke on the(?) wireless.
Was a storm force warning numbered gail 9.
When the crew brought the hymn books and stood around us
and we sang our hearts all night Auld Lang Syne.
Oh there where many of us here when we started.
But the numbers they have dwindled one by one.
Oh now some have left and some been carried from here
but I guess we're here until this job is done.

So we said goodby to Barcelona.
Oh with the Flotsam and Jetsam floating way behind.
Yeah and seagulls with their fish follow an jumping,
and you can almost hear the singing of those sirens.
So we said goodbye to friends with friendship,
with a hug'n'kiss and misty in their eyes.
And now I'm here back home with my kin'n'kingship,
I say a prayer for those at sea and I know why.