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In my way.

I live in a corner of old Montmartre
Papa comes home drunk every day
And to nourish the four of us, mother
Poor Mamma works at the laundry
When I'm ill I wait by my window
Watching passing the elsewhere-folk parade
When ends the day daylight begins to go
There are things which make me quite afraid.
 
In my way, aye folk walking their afternoon
I hear them whispering and during the night
When I knock me out rockin' an ol' lulla-bye tune
And suddenly am woke by screaming cries
Pops of whistling, footsteps drawling through
Which go and which would
Come then the silence which makes my heart f-reeze.
 
In my way, aye shadows out for a prom
And I shiver cold and frightened in their shade
 
My Pa said to me, one day, "My girlie
You're not gonna stay there forever," he said,
"You are good for nowt, spare, for family it will be
Necessary to see to earning your bread
Men find you rather pretty with it
You'll have nowt but to leave this evening
There's plenty women earn their livin'
Working themselves the pavement."
 
In my way, aye, those women walk on the moon
I hear them all hum humming and during the night,
When I knock me out rockin' an ol' lulla-bye tune
And suddenly am woke by screaming cries
Pops of whistling, footsteps drawling through
Which go and which would
Come then the silence which makes my heart f-reeze.
 
In my way, aye women out for a prom
And I shiver, cold and frightened in their shade
 
And for weeks and weeks and weeks
Ain't got no home, ain't no money
I ain't no'n like the others who take to the streets
But I haven't been able to find me a honey
I ask for alms from the folk who hurry past
A crumby crust of bread, a little heat sunny day
But yet so far I ain't got that courageous
Aye now it is me myself who makes them afraid
 
In my way, aye every evening, I walk my harping loom
Oh hear me sob sob sobbing, and during the night
When the wind lobs heaven an ol' lulla-bye tune
My ol' body frozen in that rain which bites
Ain't got the power, I wait until soon
When the good Lord would
Come invite me to warm up close at his side
 
In my way, there are angels who take me home
Forever ends ever and always my bad dream is FINISHED! -right?
 
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