The sidewalks of the city
Are drivin’ me insane
Please take me from your city babe
And put me on your special midnight train
I’m sick and tired of feelin’ all this gloom
I hear that broadcast man he says, “Calcutta Monsoon”
I see a lady
She’s dressed in black
Can’t forget the past
Blindman’s on the corner
Someone helps him out at last
My friends across the ocean deep in doom
I hear that newsboy callin’ out, “Calcutta Monsoon”
This stone cold way of livin’
Is tearing us apart
I want a life of givin’
I’m gonna open up my heart to you
So take me to the airport
And put me on your special midnite plane
This strange life I lead
Is gonna drive me half insan
It’s gonna sweep me up just like a broom
I hear that forecast man he says, “Calcutta Monsoon”
Calcutta Monsoon
I hope it don’t rain all day
Calcutta Monsoon
It’s gonna take my life away
Calcutta Monsoon
All I want is to be free
Calcutta Monsoon
I hope it don’t rain on me
I hope it don’t rain on me
I hope it don’t rain on you
Calcutta Monsoon was written by Garland Jeffreys.
Calcutta Monsoon was produced by Garland Jeffreys & Michael Cuscuna.