Rainy Day Man

Mary, what can I do

to make you feel same as I do?

Stow me away to Ballico Bay

But I’ve got no sea legs at all



Sailors, they know the score

They don’t come to port every storm

They’ve got fair weather gals

and rainy day dames

and they’re gone on the wing before dawn



Man overboard against all of the evidence

Girl under seige doth protest

that she wants to be alone



The clown’s in the water

The ship’s pulling out

The circus won’t ever leave town



He sees a lover and

she sees another man overboard



So she channels Garbo

Carves a halo of smoke

Still he spies through his watery eyes

and cries Mary, what can I do?



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The clown’s in the water

The ship’s pulling out

The circus won’t ever leave town



He sees a lover and

she sees another man overboard

another man overboard

another man overboard