Harry Chapin - Corey's Coming video free download

I really like this song. If you're familiar with the original you'll notice a significant change in this version. I don't know which I prefer, but soon I'll upload both and you can choose for yourself.

I can't find any lyrics for this version so maybe later I'll write'um myself.

Old John Joseph was a man with two first names,

They left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains.

Only one run a week comes on roaring down that line,

So all he's got to worry 'bout is time.

He sits in the break house his hands out to the fire,

Moving though his memories of love and desire.

Telling me the stories of the glories of his past,

But he always saves the story of his Corey for the last.

And he says "My Corey's coming. No more sad stories coming.

My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming, aren't you girl?

And like I told you, when she holds you,

She enfolds you in her world."

I'd come by in the evening to find out where he'd been,

And he'd say "Come on, sit down kid, where shall I begin?"

And I'd say "You know my favorite, though you know I like the rest

But I love the way you tell me of your Corey the best."

And so I'd hear his life long love recreated by his tongue.

He'd turn back the years, she'd seem forever young.

Though the other stories changed, as they rolled though his head.

He'd say the same words bout Corey just before he went to bed,

and then he'd send me away but he'd be smiling as he said.

"Can't you see my Corey's coming. No more sad stories coming

My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?

And like I told you, when she holds you

She enfolds you in her world."

I was quite surprised to find out all the places that he knew,

So I asked the townsfolk if his stories were true,

Well they said "Old John was born here, he's lived here all his life,

He's never had a woman, let alone a wife.

And very soon you'll find out, as you check around,

That no one named Corey's ever lived in this town"

So I chided the old man 'bout the truth that I had heard,

Well he smiled and said "Reality is only just a word!"

"Can't you see my Corey's coming. No more sad stories coming.

My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?

And like I told you, when she holds you,

She enfolds you in her world."

I came by one evening but he did not hear my shout.

I looked in the window and saw the fire was out.

When he would not wake up I forced in the door,

And found that Old John Joseph would tell stories no more.

There was a scene at the graveyard, just three of us were there.

Me, and the gravedigger, and we heard the parson's prayer.

He said "We need not grieve for this man,

For we know that God cares!"

Well they put the cold dirt over him, left me on my own,

And when at last I looked up I saw I was not alone.

Standing there in silence, with a shawl around her head,

was the beautiful young woman, I remember what she said.

"is that John Joesph there?" - I nodded my head yes.

That brought a soft smile from here she said "it's time he, he got some rest"

So I said "If you're a relative, he had a peaceful end."

That's when she said "My name is Corey you can say I'm just a friend".

Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming

My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?

And like I told you, when she holds you

She enfolds you in her world.

"So that's the old man's story, I'm glad you came tonight,

You see a busted down old railroad yard sure makes a lonely sight.

You may wonder why a young man would work out here alone,

Well the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my bones.

And I confess I get to missing the old man a bit,

Yes there's one other reason - I guess I should admit -

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming

My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?

And like he told me, when she holds me

She enfolds me in her world. "

Tell me if you see any mistakes in there.

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