Sam Brown Henry Lyrics

In your slate grey suit and black

brogue shoes little horn rimmed glasses

you've got nothing to lose. But it's just

like a curse when you're the owner of a

hearse. You won't get very far in your long

black car

You make me shiver Henry

down at the mortuary

you're not just ordinary

and I get all in a dream

although you bring me roses

I'll have to think it over

you're not quite Casanova

but I get all in a dream

You're there all alone with your skin and

your bones and the man in the back

wants it all painted black

You make me shiver Henry

down at the mortuary

you're not just ordinary

and I get all in a dream

although you bring me roses

I'll have to think it over

you're not quite Casanova

but I get all in a dream