Back in the Good Old World (Gypsy)

When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a yellow gold. But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down. But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old world. On October's last I'll fly back home rolling down winding way. Scare crows are all dressed in rags out at the edge of the field I lay and all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave. Oh but summer is gone I remember it best Back in the good old world.

Good Old World (waltz)

When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a yellow gold. But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down. But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old world. On October's last, I'll fly back home rolling down winding way And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers from my grave But now summer is gone I remember it best Back in the good old world I remember when, she held my hand and we walked home alone in the rain how pretty her mouth, how soft her hair nothing can be the same and there's a rose upon her breast where I long to lay my head and her hair was so yellow and the wine was so red Back in the good old world.

The Other Side of the World

There's a blue eyed girl with a red bow tie and a string of pearls with one good eye in a rainy town the chimney smoke will curl no one likes clowns on the other side of the world and the children know she'll never let me go. there's a one legged priest that tangos with the farmers wife Beauty and the beast is taking her own life and a tear on a letter back home turns into a lake of your own and a crow turns into a girl on the other side of the world and she tastes like the sea and she's waiting for me in the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose and he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world. And I drink champagne from your thin blue veins She visits his grave wearing her mother's shawl should I shave or end it all. There's an old sailor song that the children know as their fingers curl around the other side of the world on a bone white mare lost in Kathleen's hair in the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose and he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world.

Original Soundtrack Recording (1992) Music by Tom Waits Original songs written by Tom Waits & Kathleen Brennan

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