Blue Valentines, Blue Valentine, Tom Waits [065]

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Whether Waits is a hunter, being hunted, or simply avoiding a vengeful highway patrolman, Sam, Martin and Kit look into the heartbreak of both this track as well as the album as a whole. Song by Song is Martin Zaltz Austwick and Sam Pay; two musicians listening to and discussing every single Tom Waits track in chronological order. website: songbysongpodcast.com twitter: @songbysongpod e-mail: [email protected] Music extracts used for illustrative/review purposes include: Blue Valentines, Blue Valentine, Tom Waits (1978) My Funny Valentine, Ella Fitzgerald Sings The Rodgers and Hart Songbook, Ella Fitzgerald (1956) We think your Song by Song experience will be enhanced by hearing, in full, the songs featured in the show, which you can get hold of from your favourite record shop or online platform. Please support artists by buying their music, or using services which guarantee artists a revenue - listen responsibly. Lyrics - Blue Valentines She sends me blue valentines all the way from Philadelphia to mark the anniversary of someone that I used to be And it feels like a warrant is out for my arrest baby you got me checkin in my rearview mirror thats why I'm always on the run it's why I changed my name and I didn't think you'd ever find me here to send me blue valentines like half forgotten dreams like a pebble in my shoe as I walk these streets and the ghost of your memory baby its the thistle in the kiss its the burglar that can break a rose's neck its the tatooed broken promise I gotta hide beneath my sleeve I'm gonna see you every time I turn my back oh you send me blue valentines though I try to remain at large they're insisting that our love must have a eulogy why do I save all this madness here in the nightstand drawer there to haunt upon my shoulders baby I know I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go with this blind and broken heart that sleeps beneath my lapel instead these blue valentines to remind me of my cardinal sin i can never wash the guilt or get these bloodstains off my hands and it takes a whole lot of whiskey to make these nightmares go away and I cut my bleedin heart out every night and I'm gonna die just a little more on each St. Valentine's day don't you remember I promised I would write you these blue valentines blue valentines blue valentines

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