Eddie Schwartz: Passing ships (the ballad of Henry and Lucy) [lyrics]
Eddie Schwartz
Passing ships (the ballad of Henry and Lucy)
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
The poor's girl name was Lucy
She worked downtown washing dishes
And she dreamed of rags to riches
And how to make a decent life
And put away that working life
And make herself a loving wife
The waiter's name was Henry
He was always saying sorry
And as he poured the coffee
His eyes would rise to see her face
Framed by dirty serving trays
And for a smile his heart would pray
She had her dreams
Greater it seems
Than any waiter could offer
She slept with her cat
And he less than that
Some people never discover
They're ships passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Through a veil of mutty water
Lucy saw a rich man's daughter
As Henry tossed the salad
His eyes would rise to see her face
Framed by dirty serving trays
And for a smile his heart would pray
She had her dreams
Greater it seems
Than any waiter could offer
She slept with her cat
And he less than that
Some people never discover
They're ships passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night...
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