| Song | Boogie Street |
| Artist | Leonard Cohen |
| Album | The Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we’d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it’s done: | |
| I’m back on Boogie Street | |
| A sip of wine, a cigarette | |
| And then it’s time to go | |
| I tidied up the kitchenette; | |
| I tuned the old banjo | |
| I’m wanted at the traffic-jam | |
| They’re saving me a seat | |
| I’m what I am, and what I am | |
| Is back on Boogie Street | |
| And oh my love, I still recall | |
| The pleasures that we knew; | |
| The rivers and the waterfall | |
| Wherein I bathed with you | |
| Bewildered by your beauty there | |
| I’d kneel to dry your feet | |
| By such instructions you prepare | |
| A man for Boogie Street | |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we’d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it’s done: | |
| I’m back on Boogie Street | |
| So come, my friends, be not afraid | |
| We are so lightly here | |
| It is in love that we are made; | |
| In love we disappear | |
| Tho’ all the maps of blood and flesh | |
| Are posted on the door | |
| There’s no one who has told us yet | |
| What Boogie Street is for | |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we’d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it’s done: | |
| I’m back on Boogie Street | |
| A sip of wine, a cigarette | |
| And then it’s time to go | |
| I tidied up the kitchenette; | |
| I tuned the old banjo | |
| I’m wanted at the traffic-jam | |
| They’re saving me a seat | |
| I’m what I am, and what I am | |
| Is back on Boogie Street |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we' d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it' s done: | |
| I' m back on Boogie Street | |
| A sip of wine, a cigarette | |
| And then it' s time to go | |
| I tidied up the kitchenette | |
| I tuned the old banjo | |
| I' m wanted at the trafficjam | |
| They' re saving me a seat | |
| I' m what I am, and what I am | |
| Is back on Boogie Street | |
| And oh my love, I still recall | |
| The pleasures that we knew | |
| The rivers and the waterfall | |
| Wherein I bathed with you | |
| Bewildered by your beauty there | |
| I' d kneel to dry your feet | |
| By such instructions you prepare | |
| A man for Boogie Street | |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we' d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it' s done: | |
| I' m back on Boogie Street | |
| So come, my friends, be not afraid | |
| We are so lightly here | |
| It is in love that we are made | |
| In love we disappear | |
| Tho' all the maps of blood and flesh | |
| Are posted on the door | |
| There' s no one who has told us yet | |
| What Boogie Street is for | |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we' d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it' s done: | |
| I' m back on Boogie Street | |
| A sip of wine, a cigarette | |
| And then it' s time to go | |
| I tidied up the kitchenette | |
| I tuned the old banjo | |
| I' m wanted at the trafficjam | |
| They' re saving me a seat | |
| I' m what I am, and what I am | |
| Is back on Boogie Street |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we' d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it' s done: | |
| I' m back on Boogie Street | |
| A sip of wine, a cigarette | |
| And then it' s time to go | |
| I tidied up the kitchenette | |
| I tuned the old banjo | |
| I' m wanted at the trafficjam | |
| They' re saving me a seat | |
| I' m what I am, and what I am | |
| Is back on Boogie Street | |
| And oh my love, I still recall | |
| The pleasures that we knew | |
| The rivers and the waterfall | |
| Wherein I bathed with you | |
| Bewildered by your beauty there | |
| I' d kneel to dry your feet | |
| By such instructions you prepare | |
| A man for Boogie Street | |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we' d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it' s done: | |
| I' m back on Boogie Street | |
| So come, my friends, be not afraid | |
| We are so lightly here | |
| It is in love that we are made | |
| In love we disappear | |
| Tho' all the maps of blood and flesh | |
| Are posted on the door | |
| There' s no one who has told us yet | |
| What Boogie Street is for | |
| Oh Crown of Light, oh Darkened One | |
| I never thought we' d meet | |
| You kiss my lips, and then it' s done: | |
| I' m back on Boogie Street | |
| A sip of wine, a cigarette | |
| And then it' s time to go | |
| I tidied up the kitchenette | |
| I tuned the old banjo | |
| I' m wanted at the trafficjam | |
| They' re saving me a seat | |
| I' m what I am, and what I am | |
| Is back on Boogie Street |