Accords et paroles Martha Tom Waits

Martha

Tom Waits

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Intro :          
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 Operator number please :
 It's been so many years
 Will she remember my old voice
 While I fight the tears ?
 Hello hello there is this Martha ?
 This is old tom frost
 And I am calling long distance
 Don't worry 'bout the cost.
 'cause it's been forty years or more
 Now Martha please recall
 Meet me out for coffee
 Where we'll talk about it all.
 And those were the days of roses
 Poetry and prose and Martha
 All I had was you and all you had was me.
 There was no tomorrows
 We'd packed away our sorrows
 And we saved them for a rainy   day.      
Instrumental :           
                      
 And I feel so much older now
 And you're much older too
 How's your husband ?
 And how's the kids ?
 You know that I got married too ?
 Lucky that you found someone
 To make you feel secure
 'cause we were all so young and foolish
 Now we are mature.
 And those were the days of roses
 Poetry and prose and Martha
 All I had was you and all you had was me.
 There was no tomorrows
 We'd packed away our sorrows
 And we saved them for a rainy day.        
 And I was always so impulsive
 I guess that I still am
 And all that really mattered then
 Was that I was a man.
 I guess that our being together
 Was never meant to be.
 And Martha martha
 I love you can't you see ?
 And those were the days of roses
 Poetry and prose and Martha
 All I had was you and all you had was me.
 There was no tomorrows
 We'd packed away our sorrows
 And we saved them for a rainy day.        
 And I remember quiet evenings
 Trembling close to you...

Martha

Tom Waits