PUNCH AND JUDY MAN

John Conolly

Down the lanes of foggy chimneys, through the little seaside town 
Strides the east wind like a dragon, strewing leaves of ragged brown. 
Winter's planting icicles along the barren shore, and the Punch & Judy Man is gone forever. 

Mr Punch & Judy Man, 
Time flows like the yellow sand, 
Bring me back the childhood land of summers long ago. 

In the meadow by the river, where the elm & willow stand 
Silver mist comes creeping down to lullaby the sleeping land 
Through the bare & blackened branches, swallows fly no more - & the Punch & Judy Man is gone forever. 

Hear the ghost of penny arcades jingle-jangle on the Pier 
Gone the sound of laughing children, fading with the dying year 
Songs & sunshine leave the world to winter's weary ways - & the Punch & Judy Man is gone forever. 

Punchinello, Punchinello, where have you & Judy gone? 
Gone to join the swelling ranks of things that we look back upon 
Memories can conjure you from dreams of summer days - & the Punch & Judy Man is gone forever.
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PUNCH AND JUDY MAN 
(John Connolly) 

[D]Down the lanes of [Em]foggy chimneys, 
[G]Through the little [D]seaside [A]town, 
[D]Strides the east wind [Em]like a dragon, 
[G]Strewing leaves of [D]ragged [A]brown. 
[G]Winter's planting [D]icicles 
A[Em]long the barren [A]shore, 
And the [G]Punch and [Em]Judy [A]Man 
Is gone for [D]e[G]ver. 

(Chorus) 
[D]Mr.Punch and Judy Man, 
Bring me back the childhood [G]land of [G]Sum[D]mer 

Slot machines and penny arcades 
Jingle jangle on the pier, 
Gone the sound of laughing children, 
Fading with the dying year. 
Through the town he wanders 
In the misty autumn haze, 
And the Punch and Judy Man 
Is gone for ever. 


Punchinello, Punchinello, 
Where have you and Judy gone? 
Gone to join the swelling ranks 
Of things that we look back upon. 
Memory can conjure you 
From dreams of summer days, 
But the Punch and Judy Man 
Is gone for ever.