Lyrics by Peter Kosta If I ever had a car I would like to see you and you would sit in a lonely place in a bar near the river and I'd see you while your washing away all your tears and fears away from your soul and I would lite the chandelier
Lyrics by Peter Kosta
If I ever had a car
I would like to see you
and you would sit in a lonely place
in a bar near the river
and I'd see you
while your washing away
all your tears and fears
away from your soul
and I would lite the chandelier
near the park where we used
to go
and again and again you go
to ask me
shall we split
or shall we do a new start
a new affair now it seems to late
......
I show you so that you'll understand
you, baby, I will take your hand
and I I 'm still here
and I will have another year
in the bar where you used to play
where you used to sing and play
on that Dobro-guitar
well, all things are so different
far from here and still so near
I am Lighting another cigarette
and I drink my last beer
Im remembering my Annegret
she used to be a loving maid
living somewhere in Tennessee
now she is an old woman
but I say hello to her
and I am a player in a Rock'n Roll Band
and I am a priest and a judge in
church to which no-one comes
because it's maybe too late
because it seems too late
too late for a new love affair
don't laugh at me while I do care for you
baby, don't laugh at me maybe
one day you will feel the same
for all that could be understood
because all that have come to and through
Holywood
.........
it's too late for a love affair
don't laugh at me
and I like to care
all of that that could be understood
cause all that gone to Hollywood
and I light my last cigarette and I drink
my last beer
remembering my Annegret
Lyrics by Peter Kosta
If I ever had a car
I would like to see you
and you would sit in a lonely place
in a bar near the river
and I'd see you
while your washing away
all your tears and fears
away from your soul
and I would lite the chandelier
near the park where we used
to go
and again and again you go
to ask me
shall we split
or shall we do a new start
a new affair now it seems to late
......
I show you so that you'll understand
you, baby, I will take your hand
and I I 'm still here
and I will have another year
in the bar where you used to play
where you used to sing and play
on that Dobro-guitar
well, all things are so different
far from here and still so near
I am Lighting another cigarette
and I drink my last beer
Im remembering my Annegret
she used to be a loving maid
living somewhere in Tennessee
now she is an old woman
but I say hello to her
and I am a player in a Rock'n Roll Band
and I am a priest and a judge in
church to which no-one comes
because it's maybe too late
because it seems too late
too late for a new love affair
don't laugh at me while I do care for you
baby, don't laugh at me maybe
one day you will feel the same
for all that could be understood
because all that have come to and through
Holywood
.........
it's too late for a love affair
don't laugh at me
and I like to care
all of that that could be understood
cause all that gone to Hollywood
and I light my last cigarette and I drink
my last beer
remembering my Annegret