Wild Night

(originally by Van Morrison)

As you brush your shoes

And stand before the mirror

And you comb your hair

Grab your coat and hat

And you walk, wet streets

Trying to remember

All the wild night breezes

In your memory ever

And everything looks so complete

When you're walking out on the street

And the wind catches your feet

Sends you flying, crying

The wild night is calling

And all the girls walk by

Dressed up for each other

And the boys do the boogie-woogie

On the corner of the street

And the people, passing by

Stare in wild wonder

And the inside juke-box

Roars out just like thunder

And everything looks so complete

When you walk out on the street

And the wind catches your feet

And sends you flying, crying

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling

Come on out and dance

Come on out and make romance

Come on out and dance

Come on out, make romance

The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling