Harry Chapin

Harry Chapin - Corey's Coming lyrics

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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.

 I come by in the evening to hear 'bout where he's been
 He says - Come on sit down Kid, where shall I begin?
 He starts 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 was quite surprised to find out all the places that he knew
 And so I asked the townfolk if his stories were true
 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
 He smiled and said - Reality is only just a word.

 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.

 The scene at the graveyard, three of us were there
 Me and the gravedigger heard the parson's prayer
 He said - We need not grieve for this man,
 For we know that God cares!

 They put the cold dirt over him and left me on my own
 And when at last I looked up I saw I was not alone
 So I said - If you're a relative, he had a peaceful end.
 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
 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
 And 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
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Author: Harry Chapin

Composer: Harry Chapin

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment

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Released in: 2003

Language: English

Appearing on: On the Road to Kingdom Come (1976) , Story of a Life (1999) , Some More Stories (2020)

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