When the great collector found her She was just a girl She rang a chord inside him And he stole her to the centre of his world Many wished they could be in her shoes But she surely did know how to have the blues
He tried to make a star of her She never did know why And though she could have told him There were some things that his money couldn't buy She never knew a way to refuse But she surely did know how to have the blues
They say tomorrow's such a long, long time They say tomorrow never comes Whatever happened to this dream of mine Count the days as they run
He built himself a castle On a hill above a bay Where Marion the Chatelaine Charmed every single one who came to stay Some never knew, while others read the clues That she surely did know how to have the blues
They say tomorrow's such a long, long time They say tomorrow never comes Whatever happened to this dream of mine Count the days as they run
When all the parties ended In the castle on the hill The paintings and the statues stood alone And all the corridors grew still She got caught between the shadows and the booze And she surely did know how to have the blues
Compositor: Alastair Ian Stewart (Al Stewart) ECAD: Obra #23483615