Red Rose Cafe lyrics

Oh, they come from the farms and the factories too

And they all soon forget who they are

The cares of the day are soon washed away

As they sit at a stool by the bar

The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stone shirt

Doesn't look like she works on the land

The man on the end is a very good friend

Of a man who sells cars second hand

Chorus:

Down at the Red Rose Cafe, in the harbor

There by the port just outside Amsterdam

Everyone shares in the songs and the laughter

Everyone there is so happy to be there

The salesmen relax with a few pints of beer

They try and not speak about trade

The poet won't write any verses tonight

But he may sing a sweet serenade

The great tarot man, the piano will play

All the songs that you're wanting to hear

And the pretty young thing doesn't know how to sing

But the customers give her a cheer

Outside in the real world the rage is still on

It's all gone a little bit mad

Now in circles we go so it's good to know

Of a place where good times can be had

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 we'll all meet again

Chorus:

Down at the Red Rose Cafe, in the harbor

There by the port just outside Amsterdam

Everyone shares in the songs and the laughter

Everyone there is so happy to be there