Lyrics
I hadn't thought about Mrs. Morgan for years, until I read in the paper
That she had died. When I was a boy, Mrs. Morgan played solo with my
Mother every Tuesday afternoon. There were two other women there, but
I can't remember their names anymore. Monkey, Magden, something like that.
Mrs. Morgan collected opals. Her husband Ted owned a circus, which kept
Him away and out of the picture most of the time. I'd come home from
School and the women would be hard at the cards. I liked Mrs. Morgan, she
Always had a little chip of opal for me, and said that I should save it for
A sweetheart. I came home one day and Mrs. Morgan was crying in our kitchen.
My mother told me to leave them alone. I learned later that a boy from the
Circus had fallen and died. He used to ride the trapeze. Mr. Morgan went out
Of business and they moved away. I've still got the opals. It's funny how
Someone you've never met manages to stay with you.
WRITERS
GRANT MCLENNAN, STEVE KILBEY
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
See A Problem With Something?
Lyrics
Other
LyricIQ Analysis
Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
None
Jack Frost
1991
01
Every Hour God Sends
Jack Frost
02
Birdowner (as Seen On Tv)
Jack Frost
03
Civil War Lament
Jack Frost
04
Geneva 4 Am
Jack Frost
05
Trapeze Boy
Jack Frost
06
Providence
Jack Frost
07
Thought That I Was over You
Jack Frost
08
Threshold
Jack Frost
09
Number Eleven
Jack Frost
10
Didn't Know Where I Was
Jack Frost
11
Even as We Speak
Jack Frost
12
Ramble
Jack Frost
13
Everything Takes Forever
Jack Frost
