Charlemagne

Lyrics
[Verse 1] The manager is waiting to be paid Along with priests and deacons of his court A quartermaster, quite a mess, a mistress of the line Has found a last cent avenue of pain [Verse 2] Mardi Gras just passed this way a while ago Making hungry people of us all Along the Mississippi you can hear the fiddlers play Fandangos and boleros to the Lord [Chorus] Many trials, many tried Simple stories are the best Keep in mind, the wishful kind Don't want to be like all the rest [Verse 3] My uncle was a vicar in the big parade Selling fountain pens that never write San Sebastian gamblers never cheat nor lie They know good fences make good neighbours [Bridge] I wish I knew what time of year it was What kind of people will be there When gruesome tales of two cities ran Running all the way [Verse 4] Father might have heard his prayers were answered Inhibitions all the way from home Consider now, consider that before the deed is done The blood of consolation runs so true [Chorus] Many times, many tried Simple stories are the best Keep in mind, the wishful kind Don't wanna be like all the rest
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Credits
- Writers
- John Cale