Down The Dirty Old Streets

The Angel Of The East Is Calling

And With A Trembling Hand

I Open Up A Can

I Can Hear A Baby Bawling



Before I Open Up My Eyes

I Can Feel Her Love Inside Me

But Then I Realize

My Girl With Green Eyes

Is No Longer There Beside Me



Vicoria, You Left Me In Opium Euphoria

With A Fat Monk Singing Gloria

My Girl With Green Eyes



Only You See That I Am Lazy

Doon't Care About Fame

Nor Money Like A Child

And I'm Just Like A Child

Who's Forgotten How To Smile



All The People Are So Busy

I Have Nothing To Bother About

It Seems That I'm Different

Seems That I Am Strange

I'm A Bumpkin, I'm A Lout



Some Day I Know

I'll Put My Pipe Aside And Hit The Road

However Far Away I Have To Go

To Find My Girl With Green Eyes



Some Day I Know

I'll Put My Pipe Aside And Hit The Road

However Far Away I Have To Go

To Find My Girl With Green Eyes



Victoria, My Girl With Green Eyes