When friends were friends
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And company was right
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We'd talk and talk and sing
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All through the night.
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Morning came leisurely and bright
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Downtown we'd walk
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And passers by
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Would shudder with delight
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Mmmmmm!
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Good times...
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All the cats were there
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Just dirty enough to say
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"We don't care."
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But the management had had complaints
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About some cats with long long hair
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"Look look look"
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And the people'd stare
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"Why, you won't be allowed in
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anywhere"
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Barred from pubs and clubs and
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dancehalls
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Made the scene at the Spanish rooms
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at the Falls
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And man, four pints of that scrumpy was
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enough to have you
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Out of your mind.
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Climbing up the walls
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Out of your mind
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But it was a gas, all the same
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Now just around about this time with
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the help of the three J's
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Started playin' at the Maritime.
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That's Jerry, Jerry and Jimmy
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You know they were always fine
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They helped us run the Maritime.
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And don't forget Kit
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Hitting people on the head and
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knockin' them out
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You know he did his best and all
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Was something else...
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Now people say, who are
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Or what are Them
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That little one sings and that big
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one plays the guitar with
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a thumble on his finger runs it up
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and down the strings
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The bass player don't shave much
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I think they're all a little bit
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touched
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But the people came
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And that's how we made our name
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Too much it was
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Yeah, good times
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Wild, sweaty, crude, ugly
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And mad.
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And sometimes just a little bit sad
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Yeah, they sneered and all
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But up there, we just havin' a ball
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It was a gas, you know
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Some good times...
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We are the Them take it or leave it
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You know they took it
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It kept coming
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And we worked for the people
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Sweet sweat
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And the misty misty atmosphere
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Gimme another drink of beer baby
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Gotta get goin' here...
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Blues come rollin'
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Down Royal Avenue
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Won't stop at the city hall
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Just a few steps away
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You can look up at
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Maritime hotel
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Just a little bit sad
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Gotta walk away
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Wish it well...
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The Story of Them
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Van Morrison |