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​Passing Ships (The Ballad of Henry and Lucy)

This song is by Eddie Schwartz and appears on the album Public Life (1984).

Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night

The poor's girl name was Lucy
She worked downtown washing dishes
And she dreamed of rags to riches
And how to make a decent life
And put away that working life
And make herself a loving wife

The waiter's name was Henry
He was always saying sorry
And as he poured the coffee
His eyes would rise to see her face
Framed by dirty serving trays
And for a smile his heart would pray

She had her dreams
Greater it seems
Than any waiter could offer
She slept with her cat
And he less than that
Some people never discover
They're ships passing in the night

Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night

Through a veil of mutty water
Lucy saw a rich man's daughter
As Henry tossed the salad
His eyes would rise to see her face
Framed by dirty serving trays
And for a smile his heart would pray

She had her dreams
Greater it seems
Than any waiter could offer
She slept with her cat
And he less than that
Some people never discover
They're ships passing in the night

Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night (ships passing, passing in the night)
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night
Ships passing, passing in the night

Lyrics by:

Eddie Schwartz, David Tyson