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Martha

Tom Waits
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Intro:
      

      

      
Ope-rator,  number please, 
            
it's been so many years
             
Will she remember  my old voice 
            
while I fight the tears
                   
Hello, hello there, is this Martha, 
             
this is old Tom Frost
             
And I am calling long distance, 
                
don't worry about the cost
                       
'Cause it's been forty years or more, 
                 
now Martha please recall
          
Meet me out for coffee, 
                
where we'll talk about it all

                        
And those were the days of roses, 
           
of poetry and prose
                   
And Martha all I had was you 
               
and all you had  was  me
            
There was no tomorrows, 
                
we packed away our sorrows
                      
And we saved them for a rainy   day

      

            
And I feel so much older now, 
                
and you're much older too
                      
How's your husband, and how's your kids, 
                      
you know that I got married too
                 
 Lucky that you found someone 
               
to make you feel secure
                       
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, 
       
now we are mature

                        
And those were the days of roses, 
           
of poetry and prose
                   
And Martha all I had was you 
               
and all you had  was  me
            
There was no tomorrows, 
                
we packed away our sorrows
                      
And we saved them for a rainy   day

      

      

          
And I was always  so impulsive, 
               
I guess that I still am
           //  
 And all that really mattered 
           
then  was  that I was a man
                
I guess that our being together 
               
was never meant to be
              
And Martha,    Martha, 
                
I love you, can't you see

                        
And those were the days of roses, 
           
of poetry and prose
                   
And Martha all I had was you 
               
and all you had  was  me
            
There was no tomorrows, 
                
we packed away our sorrows
                       
And we saved them for a rainy   day

      

          
And I remember  quiet evenings, 
             
trembling close to you
## Credits

Thomas Alan Waits © BMG Rights Management

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