Henry Hannah's 42nd Street Parking Lot - Long John Baldry

Henry Hannah's 42nd Street Parking Lot - Long John Baldry

Альбом
Let The Heartaches Begin
Год
1966
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
246980

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Henry Hannah's 42nd Street Parking Lot

Long John Baldry

I went downtown on a sunny day

At the wheel of my brand new car

Then I tried to find a handy place to park

Where I wouldn’t have to walk too far

So, I drove around for half an hour

Just lookin' for a likeless spot

Then I saw a sign sayin'

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

So, I drove right up and the man inside

Put his coffee down and checked me in

He had a dog blue shirt and a Panama hat

And a four-inch scar on his chin

He sent me out to the second floor

Where the air was still and hot

And I parked my car at

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

The engine stopped and I found myself

Lookin' right down the barrel of a gun

A voice said «Hey boys don’t make a move

For thirty days I’m on the run

And I need your car and another suit

And all the money you got»

Well, it happened that way at

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

I got right out and I quickly saw

The four-inch scar on the chin

I said «You're the man with the Panama hat

That kindly checked me in»

He said «That right and don’t regret

You’re the second guy who’s gonna get shot

On the second floor at

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot»

Well, I gonna admit I was scared a bit

And I thought of my wife and my kids

So, you can put the blame on the coward in me

For doing what I finally did

I gave him my suit and the keys to the car

And all the dollar bills I got

Then I ran like hell from

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

Well, I drove downtown later on that day

In the back of a black police car

But, we couldn’t find Henry Hannah’s place

Or a man with a four-inch scar

Then, at last, the truth began to dawn on me

I’ve been the victim of a devious plot

Cause' there’s no such place as

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

They took me home in my vest and short

A confused and a nervous man

Trying to think of a better excuse

My wife might understand

Well, I’ve lost my wife

And I’ve lost my job

And the rest is best forgot

You can blame it all on

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

So, if you drive downtown on a sunny day

When the air is still and hot…

Don’t park your car at

Henry Hannah’s 42nd Street Parking Lot

Cause the ain’t no such place, baby!

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