Eddie Schwartz: Passing ships (the ballad of Henry and Lucy) [lyrics]

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...