Al Stewart - Amsterdam       Oh I just came back from Haarlem   On the very last day of Autumn   Made it through the customs, took the bus into town   The flat looked cold and empty   The chairs unused and dusty   Just a few old letters and papers lying around   The Dutch people were friendly   You know they put me up and they fed me   All along a tour of one night stands   All my days and all my ways   Are so confused   I tell you right new   I'm going to make it back to Amsterdam      And you can feel fine anytime   You choose to lose yourself for a while   Bottle of wine   In some back street cafe   Or out on the street, there's a chance   For you to meet anybody you please   Taking the time   To ease your blues away      Fred was a crazy driver   He took us at a hundred miles an hour   Down a side street out of a traffic jam   All my days and all my ways   Are so bemused   I tell you right now   I'm going to make it back to Amsterdam      Oh I just came back from Haarlem   And the very thing I was wanting   Was to find some way to let you know how I felt   You can't say much in an evening   If you know you'll soon be leaving   There's not much time to talk, and it's maybe as well   But I wanted to give you something   Because you knew you really helped me   So I've written you a song with a small West Indian band   And though it seems some days that all my ways are   Bound to lose   I tell you right now   I'm going to make it back to Amsterdam      Amsterdam   Amsterdam   Amsterdam      Pah-pa-pa-pah