Eddie said the beat was wrong

Tom didn't like the tune

The boy with a beard in the corner

Laughed in the middle of a song

He didn't stay very long



Eddie said the lights were low

Tom said the treble was high

The boy with a beard in the corner

Laughed in the middle of a sigh

Don't think we ever even caught his eye



Sometimes i used to find

I'd be singing to you

As if you were sitting

At the table by the door



Eddie said a friend of his

Is making it big in l.a.

Ah well everybody down at malachy's

Says i'm gonna make it someday



Sometimes i used to write

A song for you

As if you were sitting

At the table by the door



Sometimes i used to find

I'd be singing to you

As if you were sitting

At the table by the door




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