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Black and Blue - Lyrics


Hanging 'round your house again
I feel so out of place
Going to the corner shop
The man from outer-space
Seems so very long ago
When we stayed up through the night
Like those days would never end
And all them things would never mend

Feeling kind of black and blue
But the fresh wind's on the street
Free falling through the years
But I'm still on my feet

Early before breakfast time
Sometime after dawn
Gently close the front door
Leave you on your own
But now it's over and I can't help feeling glad
Oh so many tears were spent
Oh so many years just went

And I'm feeling kind of black and blue
But the wind is on my back
No time for fair do wells
Don’t forget to feed the cat

No time for fairy tales
No time for curtain rails
No time for living hells
No time for wedding bells
Wedding bells, wedding bells, wedding bells
Oh!

'Cause I’m feeling kind of black and blue
But the fresh wind's on the street
Free falling through the years
But I'm still on my feet

Feeling kind of black and blue
But the fresh wind's on the street
Free falling through the years
But I'm still on my feet

Feeling kind of black and blue
But the wind is on my back
No time for fair thee wells
Don’t forget to feed the cat