Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Blonde Waltz, artist - The Charlatans. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: English
The Blonde Waltz |
| Oh! |
| My love my darling young son |
| All we need is a hungry council |
| Clean living it’s all here in your home |
| Wouldn’t it be nice to get away, shout |
| Morning how are you today |
| My hands are blazing |
| My arms are broken |
| I looked you up, I read your book |
| I held you up, I kept you good |
| I guess I didn’t really take a look |
| I guess I’m your man |
| Oh, my love be quiet and be quick |
| I found a house to live, keep out the weather |
| I’m blind and I’m sick |
| I heard the sound of thunder |
| In the place where all the poets sing |
| I couldn’t get out, I couldn’t get in |
| I’m hearing you, I’m hearing you |
| I looked up, I found love |
| I couldn’t see I’ll soon be 33 |
| I guess I didn’t really want to see |
| I guess I’m your man |
| Oh lord, I feel my footsteps go on |
| All we need is a loving council to keep living |
| And I’ll keep moving on |
| I’ll keep my guard and buy another farm |
| Find a hospital to fix a broken arm |
| Be a pedigree on a higher ground |
| Come with me, come with me |
| I’ve been run on, been walked on |
| Been spat on, been whispered to |
| I guess I didn’t mean to hurt you |
| I too often try not to think about it |
| Build myself a ship and then destroy it |
| I always have to check to see if I’m still breathing |
| Oh, my love, my darling young son |
| Go rest your weary head |
| And I will pray for good to come |
| Wouldn’t it be nice to get away |
| Shout morning how are you today |
| My hands are blazing |
| My arms are broken |
| I took you up, I read your book |
| I looked you up, I kept you good |
| I guess I didn’t really take a look |
| I guess I’m your man |
| I guess I’m your man |