Number Nine - John Martyn

Number nine

I wish, I wish I could remember

I wish that I may remember your name

Oh the sweetening, all the motels

Cheap nights, sweet rites

Lovely movement

The moon on the river is telling the truth

That moon, that river

I wish I could remember, I could remember

I wish I could remember your name

I wish I could remember

Oh Lord, the power of the word

One name, the power of the word

Schoolgirl days, and the school boy ways

Every day I played with the girl next door

Every other day she’d come and play with me

You can play in my apple tree

You can squeeze my lemon

You can play in my apple tree

You can come in my yard anytime

I wish I could remember

I wish I could remember

I wish I could remember

I wish I could remember your name

All the time and paper flying by

All those years, the postage stamps

Just to tell you I’m alive

I wish I could remember, I wish I could remember your name

I wish I could remember, you know I do