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The Year of the Cat (Spanish Guitar Version)
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where
They turn back time
You go strolling through
The Crowd Like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a Crime.
She comes out of the sun
In a silk dress running
Like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell You that She came
In The Year Of The Cat.
She doesn't give You time for questions
As She Locks Up Your Arm In Hers
And You Follow 'Till Your Sense
Of which direction
Completely disappears.
By the blue tiled walls
Near the market stalls
There's a hidden door
She Leads You To
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These Days, She Says,
I Feel My Life
Just like a river running through
The Year Of The Cat.
(MUSIC)
Well, Morning comes
And You're Still With Her
And the bus and
The tourists are gone
And You've thrown away
Your choice and lost Your ticket
So You have to stay on.
But the drumbeat strains
Of the night remain
And in the rhythm of the newborn day
You know sometime
You're bound to leave Her
But for now You're going to stay
In The Year Of The Cat.
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