jazz in a basement bar. . .

the moon's on the rain - drunk too much, spent too much, penniless again
oh, sweetheart, where are you tonight? I remember when we used to walk by the Thames
the lights on the embankment like jewels on chains

I'll never forget what you said at the start, you said
I'll put a string of lights 'round your heart

you've got a photograph, the one that is mine, tucked in your pocket, all tattered by time
oh, sweetheart, who's with you tonight? are you there at the roundabouts
down in the park? where you sneak through the railings, when it's locked after dark

is she learning the song you taught me at the start? the one, the bells and the banjos
played on our hearts. . . now the bars are all empty

everybody's gone home, perhaps I'll walk down the embankment alone. . . oh, sweetheart, I'm glad that we met and that there's jazz in the basement bars and jewels on chains, 'cause I've drunk too much and spent too much

 but there's moon on the rain

THE FABULOUS EDDI