Aberdeen

There’s a place in every city
In a bar room, dimly lit
Where some yellow-headed girl whispers anyone who'll listen how she feels
She stoops too low, but she will conquer
With no malice and no guile
She’s the child of late night whisky talk
If late night whisky talk had a child

Do you remember Aberdeen
When you and I were seventeen?
Eyes ablaze and thick as thieves

And Alice, you'll remember
All of the promises he made
That night you told me all about him in the bed where you had laid
And all the sheets were rolled like restless waves
Thrown around in disarray
And I loved you then but I dared not speak for fear
For fear of what you'd say

And the roads roll by so dully grey
And I tell myself that they'll end someday
When I find out what I mean to say
When words come a little closer
If I'd known back then what I've since learned
How a fire can warm, how a fire can burn
We dashed down the stars but at every turn
If I was lost
In the silence I could hear your heart beating

In a bar room in a city street
With a pretty girl with blistered feet
I don't know about you but I can't compete
When it comes to drinking games
You stoop too low but you will conquer
As you have conquered every time
You're the child of late night whisky talk
If late night whisky talk had a child

And I'll leave you there in Aberdeen
In a torn red dress with that crazy grin
A ragged girl: red hair, white skin
How you made me giddy when you drew me in
I will leave you there in Aberdeen
With my heart in your hands, the way it's always been
The girl I loved so deeply but I dared not win
Before the stars…

Before the stars came down