Cairo Blues - Leif Vollebekk

Cairo, Cairo

Cairo is my baby’s home

See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo

Sure don’t dance, they don’t dance alone

I should have never lent you my 45

I guess my lesson is not to lend

There’s a big needle going over the line

And for a time you have a friend

But stone cold silence in the room means the record is at its end

You’re turning it over so many times

It’s never going back into its sleeve again

There’s two sides to every story

But it seems like you’ve got ten

When I get no letters, it’s the Cairo blues you send

Cairo, Cairo

Cairo is my baby’s home

See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo

Sure don’t dance, they don’t dance alone

Now I know that every time you get lonesome

You go and fill yourself to the brink

Find yourself a man in a suit and tie

Who’ll introduce you to what he drinks

He’s answering your questions funny now

So you’ll wonder how he thinks

He sees his reflection in your skin

You’re gonna see yours in the hotel sinks

Staring back, the Cairo blues it never blinks

Cairo, Cairo

Cairo is my baby’s home

See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo

Sure don’t dance, they don’t dance alone

Now I’m looking at those thin winter trees

And they’re looking like railings for the sky

I got my bare hands in my coat pockets

And it’s so cold that I could cry

When I see that forest falling, all I hear is firewood

And it’s crackling louder than that record ever could

But it don’t drown out those Cairo blues for good

Cairo, Cairo

Cairo is my baby’s home

See, women in Cairo, in Cairo

They don’t dance alone