The Red Rose Cafe

They come from the farms and the factories too,

And they all soon forget who they are

The cares of today are soon washed away

As they sit at a stool by the bar

The girl with green eyes and the rolling stones shirt

Doesn't look like she works on the land

The man at the end is a very good friend

Of a man who sells secondhand cars

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Down at the red rose cafe in the harbour

There by the port just outside Amsterdam

Everyone shares in the songs and the laughter

Everyone there is so happy to be there

The grey haired old man , the piano will play

Any song that you wanted to hear

That pritty young thing doesn't know how to sing

But the customers give her a cheer

Now outside in the real world the race is still on

It's all gone a little bit mad

In circles we go and it's good to know

Of the place where good times are had

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The salesmen relax with a few pints of beer

And they try not to talk about life

The poet wont write any verses tonight

But he may sing a sweet sernade

So pull up a chair and forget about life

It's a good thing to do now and then

And if you like it here I have an idea

Tomorrow lets all meet again

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