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Cakewalk down the gangplank
Full of greenbacks and Annapolis shoes
From Jersey and Memphis
The home of the brave and the home of the blues
With voices like honey
That make you feel ugly just to talk
It’s crew cuts and cameras and photos
For the folks back home in New York
He said
Honey, I’m sure that you’re getting bored
in this town
They’d love you in LA
The way that you say "Baby, get down"
Here’s my telephone number
But I can’t always promise I’ll be home
I’ve come ten thousand miles to be with you tonight
Don’t make me spend this night alone
I can’t
blame you for what you did
It’s like a television opened up
And they invited you in
And the way he said "Honey"
And that Wayne Rogers grin
"
I searched the seas all my life
Oh baby, where you been ?"
And I hear you’ve
been covering the waterfront
Crying "Loverman, where have you been?"
There’s a ship in my harbour again
The stars and
the stripes wave goodbye
As the ship sails out of sight
And you walk back to bed
To catch up on the sleep
You missed out on last night
The river rolls out to the
sea
In the cold light of the dawn
Did you wish yourself thousands of miles
And the place where you were born
I can’t blame
you for what you did
It’s like the television opened up
And they invited you in
There’s nothing harder to resist
Than a stranger’s kiss
Why the hell do you think that I sing like this?
And I
hear you’ve been covering the waterfront
Crying "Loverman, where have you been?"
There’s a ship in my harbour again WORDS AND MUSIC: Peter Lawler
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