[00:02.47]Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology [00:06.09]She said as she stepped on my instep [00:10.85]I could show you New York with a walk between Fourth Street and Nine [00:18.97]Then out of her coat taking seven harmonicas [00:22.59]She sat down to play on a doorstep [00:26.60]Saying 'Come back to my place I will show you the stars and the signs [00:34.53]So I followed her into the black lands [00:38.41]Where the window frames peel and flake [00:42.02]And the old Jewish face behind the lace [00:45.28]Even now trying to get to see what's cooking [00:49.96]Just John the Baptist in the park getting laid thinking there's no-one looking [00:58.16]And its eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees in Brooklyn [01:10.38]Her house was a dusty collection of rusty [01:13.81]Confusion with landings and tunnels [01:18.30]And leaning bookcases and spaces and faces and things [01:25.73]Where twenty-five Puerto Ricans Manhattan Mohicans [01:30.38]And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers [01:33.76]Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the wings [01:41.68]While outside in the black lands [01:45.44]The violent day runs wild [01:49.31]And the black and white minstrels run through the crazy [01:51.69]Alleys while the cops go booking [01:57.10]And ruthless toothless agents sneak around and there's no-one looking [02:05.04]And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees in Brooklyn [02:13.30]And oh I'm back in the city again [02:21.66]You can tell by the smell of the hamburger stand in the rain [02:29.97]She spoke of astrology while muttering apologies [02:34.10]For coffee that tasted of hot dogs [02:37.84]I said 'That's OK mine was cold anyway and just grand' [02:45.73]Then she lay on the bed while the radio fed [02:49.11]Us with records and adverts for cat food [02:53.54]And I looked at her holding my thoughts in the palm of my hand [03:01.39]And outside in the black lands [03:05.29]The evening came and went [03:09.09]And the bums in the street begging money for one last drink [03:11.28]Are hanging round the liquor stores trying to get a foot in [03:16.82]And the girl from Pittsburgh and [03:18.26]I made love on a mattress with the new moon looking [03:24.45]And in the cool evening breeze I was down on my knees in Brooklyn [03:29.88]In Brooklyn(2007 - Remaster) - Al Stewart