Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
Lyle Lovett
I know I've seen this place before
Lord, can't you hear me screaming?
As a young man long ago
When I was twenty-one
And I know I've seen this house before
With people all around it
With my baby cousin on the floor
And Mama in the kitchen
And a woman lies upon the bed
I think she must be dying
And I recall the words she said
As she began to cry
She begged, "Son, please don't go to Baltimore
And leave me where I'm lying
For you will, son, but I no more
Walk among the living"
"And if you go to Baltimore
Then I'll see you in heaven
And as you breathe, I'll breathe no more
And I will surely die"
Well you know I went to Baltimore
So confident and wise
And as I breathed, she breathed no more
And she did surely die
And now as I lie upon my bed
I pray I must be dreaming
With faces all around my head
And strangers at my door
And a woman's voice calls out to me
"Bring unto you your children
And let them see these things you see
And hear the words you say"
"Beg them to go to Baltimore
And leave you where you're lying
Just like you did one time before
When you were twenty-one"
"And if they go to Baltimore
Then I'll see you in heaven
And as they breathe, you'll breathe no more
And you will surely die"
And I know I've seen this place before
Lord, can't you hear me screaming?
And if I should awaken, Lord
Then answer me my plea
What makes the sun set in the west
And birds fly in the sky?
And what makes a woman beat her breast
When her children start to cry?
And what makes those little ones grow old
To find eternity?
And what takes the wise
And leaves behind a foolish one like me?
Baltimore was written by Lyle Lovett.
Baltimore was produced by Lyle Lovett & George Massenburg & Billy Williams.