Madam George Lyrics - Van Morrison

Down on Cyprus Avenue, with a childlike vision leaping into view 

Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe 

Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George 

Marching with the soldier boy behind 

He's much older with hat on drinking wine 

And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through 

The cool night air like Shalimar 

And outside they're making all the stops 

The kids out in the street collecting bottle tops 

Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops 

Happy taken Madame George, that's when you fall 

Whoa, that's when you fall, yeah, that's when you fall 

When you fall into a trance 

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A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance 

With your folded arms and history books you glance 

Into the eyes of Madame George and you think you found the bag 

You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag 

In the corner playing dominoes in drag 

The one and only Madame George 

And then from outside the frosty window raps 

She jumps up and says, "Lord, have mercy, I think it's the cops" 

And immediately drops everything she gots 

Down into the street below and you know you gotta go 

On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row 

Throwing pennies at the bridges down below 

And the rain, hail, sleet and snow 

Say goodbye to Madame George 

Dry your eye for Madame George 

Wonder, why for Madame George? 

And as you leave, the room is filled with music 

Laughing, music, dancing, music all around the room 

And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all 

So cold and as you're about to leave 

She jumps up and says, "Hey love, you forgot your gloves" 

And the gloves to love to love the gloves 

To say goodbye to Madame George 

Dry your eye for Madame George 

Wonder, why for Madame George? 

Dry your eyes for Madame George 

Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street 

In the backstreet, in the back street 

Say goodbye to Madame George 

In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street 

Down home, down home in the back street, gotta go 

Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye 

Dry your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye 

Say goodbye to Madame George 

And the loves to love to love the love, say goodbye 

Ooh, mmm 

Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye 

Goodbye to Madame George 

Dry your eye for Madame George 

Wonder, why for Madame George? 

The love's to love the, love's to love the, love's to love 

Say goodbye, goodbye, get on the train 

Get on the train, the train, the train 

This is the train, this is the train 

Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye 

Get on the train, get on the train