Tom Waits – Martha (Ukulele)

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Operator, number please, it's been so many years

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Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears?

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Hello, hello there, is this Martha? This is old Tom Frost

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And I am calling long distance, don't worry about the cost

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'Cause it's been fourty years or more now, Martha, please recall

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And meet me out for coffee where we'll talk about it all, and

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Those were days of roses,  of poetry and prose

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And Martha, all I had was you, and all you had was me

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There was no tomorrows,  we packed away our sorrows

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And we saved them for a rainy day

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And I feel so much older now, you're much older too

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How's your husband, and how's your kids? You know that I got married too

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  Lucky that you found someone to make you feel secure

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'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature, and

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Those were days of roses,  of poetry and prose

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And Martha, all I had was you, and all you had was me

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There was no tomorrows,  we packed away our sorrows

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And we saved them for a rainy day

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And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am

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  And all that really mattered then was that I-- was a man

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I guess that our being together was never meant to be

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Martha,   Martha,   I love you, can't you see? And

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Those were days of roses,  of poetry and prose

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And Martha, all I had was you, and all you had was me

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There was no tomorrows,  we packed away our sorrows

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And we saved them for a rainy day

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And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you