Around My Way

Around my way. Around my way. All the corners filled with sorrow. All the streets are filled with pain. Around my way. . Around my way. Around my way.

August Winds

When August winds are turning,. The fishing boats set out upon the sea,. I watch 'til they sail out of sight,. The winter follows soon,. I watch them drawn into the night,.

An Englishman In New York

I don't take coffee, I take tea, my dear. I like my toast done on one side. And you can hear it in my accent when I talk. I'm an Englishman in New York.

All This Time

August Winds

When August winds are turning,. The fishing boats set out upon the sea,. I watch 'til they sail out of sight,. The winter follows soon,. I watch them drawn into the night,.