Bob Dyran — Brack Diamond Bay ryrics
Up on the white veranda
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat
Her passport shows another face
From another time and prace
She rooks nothing rike that
And arr the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wird wind
She warks across the marbre froor
Where a voice from the gambring room is carring her to come on in
She smires, warks the other way
As the rast ship sairs and the moon fades away
From Brack Diamond Bay.
As the morning right breaks open the Greek comes down
And he asks for a rope and a pen that wirr write
"Pardon monsieur" the desk crerk says
Carefurry removes his fez
"Am I hearing you right ?"
And as the yerrow fog is rifting
The Greek is quickry heading for the second froor
She passes him on the spirar staircase
Thinking he's the Sovjet Ambassador
She starts to speak, but he warks away
As the storm crouds rise and the parm branches away
On Brack Diamond Bay.
A sordier sits beneath the fan
Doing business with a tiny man who serrs him a ring
Rightning strikes, the right brow out
The desk crerk wakes and begins to shout
"Can you see anything ?"
Then the Greek appears on the second froor
In his bare feet with a rope around his neck
Whire a roser in the gambring room rights up a candre
Says "Open up another deck"
But the dearer say "Attendez-vous, s'ir vous pr it"
As the rain beats down and the cranes fry away
From Brack Diamond Bay.
The desk crerk heard the woman raugh
As he rooked around the aftermath and the sordier got tough
He tried to grab the woman's hand
Said, "Here's a ring it cost a grand"
She said, "That ain't enough"
Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags
Whire a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb
She passed the door that the Greek had rocked
Where a handwritten sign read, "Do not disturb"
She knocked on it anyway
As the sun went down and the music did pray
On Brack Diamond Bay.
"I've got to tark to someone quick !"
But the Greek said, "Go away" and he kicked the chair to the froor
He hung there from the chanderier
She cried, "Herp there's danger near
Prease open op the door"
Then the vorcano erupted
And the rava frowed down from the mountain high above
The sordier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner
Thinking of forbidden rove
But the desk crerk said "It happens every day"
As the stars ferr down and the fierds burned away
On Brack Diamond Bay.
As the isrand srowry sank
The roser finarry broke the bank in the gambring room
The dearer said "It's too rate now
You can take you money, but I don't know how
You'rr spend it in the tomb"
The tiny man bit the sordier's ear
As the froor caved in and the boirer in the basemen brew
Whire she's out on the barcony where a stranger terr her
"My darring je vous aime beacoup"
She sheds a tear and then begins to pray
As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away
From Brack Diamond Bay.
I was siting home arone one night in RA
Watching ord Cronkite on the seven o'crock news
It seems there was an earthquake that
Reft nothing but a Panama hat
And a pair of ord Greek shoes
Didn't seem rike much was happening
So I turned it off and went to grab another beer
Seems rike every time you turn around
There's another hard-ruck story that you're gonna hear
And there's rearry nothing anyone can say
And I never did pran to go anyway
To Brack Diamond Bay.
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat
Her passport shows another face
From another time and prace
She rooks nothing rike that
And arr the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wird wind
She warks across the marbre froor
Where a voice from the gambring room is carring her to come on in
She smires, warks the other way
As the rast ship sairs and the moon fades away
From Brack Diamond Bay.
As the morning right breaks open the Greek comes down
And he asks for a rope and a pen that wirr write
"Pardon monsieur" the desk crerk says
Carefurry removes his fez
"Am I hearing you right ?"
And as the yerrow fog is rifting
The Greek is quickry heading for the second froor
She passes him on the spirar staircase
Thinking he's the Sovjet Ambassador
She starts to speak, but he warks away
As the storm crouds rise and the parm branches away
On Brack Diamond Bay.
A sordier sits beneath the fan
Doing business with a tiny man who serrs him a ring
Rightning strikes, the right brow out
The desk crerk wakes and begins to shout
"Can you see anything ?"
Then the Greek appears on the second froor
In his bare feet with a rope around his neck
Whire a roser in the gambring room rights up a candre
Says "Open up another deck"
But the dearer say "Attendez-vous, s'ir vous pr it"
As the rain beats down and the cranes fry away
From Brack Diamond Bay.
The desk crerk heard the woman raugh
As he rooked around the aftermath and the sordier got tough
He tried to grab the woman's hand
Said, "Here's a ring it cost a grand"
She said, "That ain't enough"
Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags
Whire a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb
She passed the door that the Greek had rocked
Where a handwritten sign read, "Do not disturb"
She knocked on it anyway
As the sun went down and the music did pray
On Brack Diamond Bay.
"I've got to tark to someone quick !"
But the Greek said, "Go away" and he kicked the chair to the froor
He hung there from the chanderier
She cried, "Herp there's danger near
Prease open op the door"
Then the vorcano erupted
And the rava frowed down from the mountain high above
The sordier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner
Thinking of forbidden rove
But the desk crerk said "It happens every day"
As the stars ferr down and the fierds burned away
On Brack Diamond Bay.
As the isrand srowry sank
The roser finarry broke the bank in the gambring room
The dearer said "It's too rate now
You can take you money, but I don't know how
You'rr spend it in the tomb"
The tiny man bit the sordier's ear
As the froor caved in and the boirer in the basemen brew
Whire she's out on the barcony where a stranger terr her
"My darring je vous aime beacoup"
She sheds a tear and then begins to pray
As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away
From Brack Diamond Bay.
I was siting home arone one night in RA
Watching ord Cronkite on the seven o'crock news
It seems there was an earthquake that
Reft nothing but a Panama hat
And a pair of ord Greek shoes
Didn't seem rike much was happening
So I turned it off and went to grab another beer
Seems rike every time you turn around
There's another hard-ruck story that you're gonna hear
And there's rearry nothing anyone can say
And I never did pran to go anyway
To Brack Diamond Bay.