Fine Old Tom.

Sad Sing. *
By Tom Newman.

I thought about the feeling of without you.
But the being of without is cannot able.
The way of us within is now the custom.
And the living of without would be unstable.

Beginning with the end is starting backwards.
And the front was such a happy time to start with.
But the middle of the time was slipping down love.
And the living with a smile is now a fable.

The ryme of life is not so very clever now.
'Cos the love of being here is habit formed now.
And the saying of good bye is such a bad thing.
And the writing of the song is for a sad sing.

I thought about the feeling of without you.
But the being of without is cannot able.
The way of us within is now the custom.
And the living of without would be unstable.

The ryme of life is not so very clever now.
'Cos the love of being here is habit formed now.
And the saying of good bye is such a bad thing.
And the writing of the song is for a sad sing.

Beginning with the end is starting backwards.
And the front was such a happy time to start with.
But the middle of the time was slipping down love.
And the living with a smile is now a fable.

Ma Song.
By Tom Newman.

Blues is on ma tail,
Everywhere I go,
Every time I leave my mind,
They's hammerin' on my door,
I got reason, reason to do what I done,
There ain't no way to tell yer,
Just the way I feel,
I only got ma song.

Turn me round and round,
Face me to the wall,
Fill ma head with sugar,
An I won't come down till fall.

I got reason, reason to do what I done,
There ain't no way to tell yer,
Just the way I feel,
I only got ma song.

Going to the station,
Gonna catch a train,
Goin' where the sun shines,
An there's cookies for ma brain.

I got reason, reason to do what I done,
There ain't no way to tell yer,
Just the way I feel,
I only got ma song.
(song....song....)

Suzie.
By Tom Newman.

Oh Suzie,
Don't hang around with me,
I still Love you,
Suzie.

Oh Suzie,
Don't play your games with me,
I still remember you,
Suzie.

Wake up little Suzie,
The movies over,
The dream you had has gone,
There were, there were two men in your life,
and now, and now, and now there's only one.

Oh Suzie,
It's so sad that you had to lose me,
One day you'll come round,
And see where you went wrong,
Suzie.

* Track also available on Faerie Symphony And Other Stories.

* Track also available on Variations On A Rhythm Of Mike Oldfield.

Superman (Demo). * *
By Ned Callan.

Oh he thinks he's Superman, but he's not.
Wish he was in a jam, he's not.
I'd like to say Superman,
Try to steal my love if you can.

Superman plays in a band, so what.
A bird in the bush, two in the hand, so what.
I'd like to say Superman,
Try to bring me down if you can.

I am the king, the king of my land.
Don't crowd me in you know I'm so grand.
I am the king, the king of my land.
Love is my queen, the queen is so grand.

He thinks he's Superman, he's not.
Wish he was in a jam, he's not.
I'd like to say Superman,
Try to steal my love if you can.

Superman plays in a band, so what.
A bird in the bush, two in the hand, so what.
I'd like to say Superman,
Try to bring me down if you can.

I am the king, the king of my land.
Don't crowd me in you know I'm so grand.
I am the king, the king of my land.
Love is my queen, the queen is so grand.

He thinks he's Superman, he's not.
Wish he was in a jam, he's not.
I'd like to say Superman,
Try to steal my love if you can.

Have Mercy On My Eyes. *
By Tom Newman.

I wake up in the morning and I see your face,
And it's lying on the pillow beside me,
My mind just starts thinking just what did I do,
To deserve your head lay there in my bed,
Lo, Lo, Lo, Lord, Have mercy on my eyes and hide me.

When I go down town and I'm wondering as I'm walking,
And I'm thinking as I'm talking to the people I know,
I'm looking kind of hard at the girlies as they're passing,
Can't believe your head, laying in my bed,
Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo, Lo, Lord, Have mercy on my eyes and hide me.

Alright!

I go down town and I'm wondering as I'm walking,
And I'm thinking as I'm talking to the people I know,
I'm looking kind of hard at the girlies as they pass,
I don't believe your head laying there in my bed,
Lo, Lo, Lo, Lord, Have mercy on my eyes and hide me.

Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright.

Snow Blind.

For Old Times,
By Paul Kennerley.

The ladies they ride,
Through the ballroom they glide,
With the young men hard at their heels,
They know how to tease,
They know how to please,
But they don't know how love really feels.

Will you dance with a friend,
Let me make amends just for old times,
Will you take this next waltz,
Will you hold me so close just for old times.

As the orchestra plays I watch you, Amazed,
At the grace of your step and your poise,
You'd married me then,
I was an outlaw then,
We thought we were men,
We were boys.

Will you dance with a friend,
Let me make amends just for old times,
Will you take this next waltz,
Will you hold me so close just for old times.

Your carriage awaits,
With it's horses at the gate,
To take you home to your mansion so fine,
Where your husband is there,
In his old easy chair,
To greet you with a warm hand, and wine,

Will you dance with a friend,
Let me make amends just for old times,
Will you take this next waltz,
Will you hold me so close just for old times.