| Song | Amsterdam |
| Artist | John Martyn |
| Album | Glorious Fool |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| There was ladies around the casket | |
| There was whores lying on the bed | |
| There was some of them in silks and satins | |
| There were some of them dressed in red, yeah | |
| There were some moving in colours bright | |
| And there were two little children there too | |
| The wind had changed all concerned | |
| And left this violent blue. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why. | |
| Sweet sailor, sail through | |
| Stay safe, runs true | |
| Sweet sailor, steer clear | |
| There's nothing but trouble 'round there. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was Mad Jack raving | |
| And little tiny long haired Hugh | |
| All the hustling boys | |
| Are just admiring the view | |
| I swear I was crying | |
| And I know that you would have been too | |
| The wind had changed everyone concerned | |
| It just left this violent blue. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why. | |
| Sweet sailor, steer through | |
| Stay safe, runs true | |
| Sweet sailor, steer clear | |
| Nothing but trouble round here. | |
| The last time that I saw him | |
| He was looking fresh feeling fine | |
| I’d have known if my boy was drowning | |
| I’d have thrown that kid a line | |
| You never find me looking around the city no more like I did before | |
| All that love lying wasted, just scattered across the floor. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| Nobody could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| There was ladies around the casket | |
| There was whores lying on the bed | |
| There was some of them in silks and satins | |
| There were some of them dressed in red, yeah | |
| There were some moving in colours bright | |
| And there were two little children there too | |
| The wind had changed all concerned | |
| And left this violent blue. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why. | |
| Sweet sailor, sail through | |
| Stay safe, runs true | |
| Sweet sailor, steer clear | |
| There' s nothing but trouble ' round there. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was Mad Jack raving | |
| And little tiny long haired Hugh | |
| All the hustling boys | |
| Are just admiring the view | |
| I swear I was crying | |
| And I know that you would have been too | |
| The wind had changed everyone concerned | |
| It just left this violent blue. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why. | |
| Sweet sailor, steer through | |
| Stay safe, runs true | |
| Sweet sailor, steer clear | |
| Nothing but trouble round here. | |
| The last time that I saw him | |
| He was looking fresh feeling fine | |
| I' d have known if my boy was drowning | |
| I' d have thrown that kid a line | |
| You never find me looking around the city no more like I did before | |
| All that love lying wasted, just scattered across the floor. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| There was nobody who could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| Nobody could understand why | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam. | |
| The night the kid left Amsterdam |