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Chinatown
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Song Info
Genre
Jazz Jazz General
Charts
#59 in subgenre Peak #3
Charts
Peak #11
Author
Robert George
Uploaded
April 10, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 10.6 MB 320 kbps 4:39
Lossless
WAV 51.0 MB
Lyrics
Chinatown 2015 Robert George BMI There was a ghost of a rainbow Cloaked in fog and shadow off the Frisco shore And I was watching a game show Through the window of an old department store Then the swirling colors through the glass Melted into images and sound And then somehow I could see, my poor fathers memory Of a tragic night in Chinatown It was back in 07 Dadd been a beat cop for about a year When a 7/11 Got held up at gunpoint not too far from here Dad was scared and way too quick to shoot There was blood and money on the ground When that robber left this world, he left a teen-age girl Crying all alone in Chinatown After that came photo ops with football players Interviews with Action News and then the mayor Pinned a coupla medals on my fathers chest Just last Friday in some dealers house they raided My dads partner swore my father hesitated Then he took four rounds above his Kevlar vest Today I went back to where it began And I poured my fathers ashes on the ground Then I knelt down and I cried, because two men really died On that awful night in Chinatown Then I stood on a sidewalk Watching TV till I caught a cable car Where the hustlers and nighthawks Think that life is just a fading shooting star Who can say but even if thats true Time burns hottest when its winding down And so out there by the shore, I knocked on a door Like a ghost who escaped Chinatown Well, at first she didnt wanna talk about it Then we took a walk somewhere that wasnt crowded On the wharf where we could watch the twilight ships She was wary and she guarded her emotions Then I tossed my fathers medals in the ocean And she kissed me on the forehead with her fingertips And its funny how our fathers graves Gave our homeless hearts a common ground And we learned the meaning of, life and death and crazy love From a twist of fate in Chinatown
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