The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #16678   Message #159861
Posted By: JenEllen
08-Jan-00 - 02:50 AM
Thread Name: The Mudcat Living Room
Subject: RE: BS: The Mudcat Living Room
CAMDEN TOWN (Gregson)

I remember when I met her
She had barely turned eighteen
Her hair was not quite auburn
And her eyes were not quite green
She was English as the coal dust
And Irish as the rain
And every man in Carter's Bar
Had put their love in vain
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I swore I'd win the heart
Of the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Her name was unpronounceable
Some Irish Northern tongue
But I loved the way she always smiled
When I got it wrong
She spoke a differnt language
Rolled out light her phrase
And every word was played out
To the music in her face
She was total imperfection
Queen without a crown
Like a fool I swore I'd win the heart
Of the prettiest girl in Camden Town

She worked at Houston's Station
Selling tickets and advice
The business men who asked her out
Never asked her twice
They could not understand why she
Refused to change her mind
Said "Good Lord now, Irish
Leave the past behind"
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I swore I'd win the heart
Of the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Once she let me lie with her
After years of holding down
She always said that love would spark
But friendship wasn't found
One night when sense deserted us
Madness ran our fates
She crept into my shaking arms
And rocked away my pain
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I knew I'd lost my heart
To the prettiest girl in Camden Town

Well sometimes I still see her
With her children in the park
Two by different fathers
How the years have left their mark
It seems she never married
God knows she had the chance
But her English blood would doubt inside
And her Irish blood would dance
She was total imperfection
A queen without a crown
Like a fool I still would give my heart
To the prettiest girl in Camden Town