Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Amsterdam, artist - John Martyn.
Date of issue: 10.08.2008
Song language: English
Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was ladies around the casket |
There was whores lying on the bed |
There was some of them in silks and satins |
There were some of them dressed in red, yeah |
There were some moving in colours bright |
And there were two little children there too |
The wind had changed all concerned |
And left this violent blue |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was nobody who could understand why |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was nobody who could understand why |
Sweet sailor, sail through |
Stay safe, runs true |
Sweet sailor, steer clear |
There’s nothing but trouble 'round there |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was Mad Jack raving |
And little tiny long haired Hugh |
All the hustling boys |
Are just admiring the view |
I swear I was crying |
And I know that you would have been too |
The wind had changed everyone concerned |
It just left this violent blue |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was nobody who could understand why |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was nobody who could understand why |
Sweet sailor, steer through |
Stay safe, runs true |
Sweet sailor, steer clear |
Nothing but trouble round here |
The last time that I saw him |
He was looking fresh feeling fine |
I’d have known if my boy was drowning |
I’d have thrown that kid a line |
You never find me looking around the city no more like I did before |
All that love lying wasted, just scattered across the floor |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
There was nobody who could understand why |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
Nobody could understand why |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |
The night the kid left Amsterdam |