A Girl in Port Okkervil River The Stage Names (2007) Capo 2nd Fret Chorus: Let fall your soft and swaying skirt; let fall your shoes; let fall your shirt. I'm not the lady-killing sort. Enough to hurt a girl in port. Verse: Marie's gone blonde, and lost a stone. She lay on her lawn, spun and alone. And when the morning sun, it rose upon Marie, and her lacy clothes. It lit her up, and she walked around the winding streets of Camden town. She don't know who she wants to be, but if I knew, I’d tell Marie. Chorus And Cindy tells me she's had fun, Sitting back stage,someone's plus one. Up in her room,the records spin a needle in the grooves that she's worn thin. Well, she lifts her sleeve and she sees a name. And she's got a smile on her face And she's got a story you can't see Well, that's just between that name and Cindy. Interlude: And before Holly made her way Over the sea and far away, She's telling me inside her car driving us back from the Crystal Corner bar. I lost her there; I fell from hell Cut some fresh pieces from myself Then for a second something in me Said leave today, it's time, Holly. Interlude Oh, I'm a weak and lonely sort, Though I'm not sailing just for sport. I've come to feel out on the sea These urgent lives press against me. I'm just aghast; I'm not a part My tender head with my easy heart. These several years out on the sea Made me empty, cold, and clear pour yourself into me. Chorus