In the early morning rain. With a dollar in my hand. And an aching in my heart. And my pockets full of sand. . Im a long way from home. And I missed my loved one so.
In the early mornin' rain with a dollar in my hand. And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand. I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved one so.
Well early in the morning, about the break of day,. I ask the Lord, "Help me find the way!". Help me find the way to the promised land. This lonely body needs a helping hand.
Love, love is so hard. Love is so hard to find. When love, such an easy thing. Such an easy thing. Such an easy thing to lose, yeah. . Words, words are so hard.
Βλέπω δίπλα μου μια μαύρη γάτα. Λέω και σήμερα κακά μαντάτα. Που με μπλέκεις πάλι θέλω να μου πεις. . Άσ' τα νάζια μίλα μου σταράτα. Να μου ρίχνεις στάχτη μες στα μάτια.
Walls are thin and caving in. In an episode. While this was the one where Id be gone. See that we are alone. Nothings familiar nothings real. I tried but Im not from here.
Such an awful, tragic night. Though I've only done what's right. But even with my conscience clear. I can't help this flood of tears. . I've got my eye on the finish line.
Storm rages. Trapped and caged. In light from the dying day. We'll crawl in the dead of the night. Breaking' out with our hands. Whatever, whenever we go.
Can I touch you to see if you're real?. Cause in nothing theres something I feel. Will my heart take the strain. Or will it break down again?. . In your lips I sense a danger.
So many of us breathin' and thinkin' that we know it all. Walkin' like we are the righteous forgettin' man's fall. Caused pain in the womb and still men labor in vain.
The expedition has fifty goes, forty roses I neglect. Make you way, wa-wa-way, way far away. Where you stay, where you play. Where do you play?. . Can you say what you need.
Old intuition on your dock we're fishin'. Come on now, give us a grade. A for effort and B for delivery. C for devotion when the world starts encroachin' on your plans.
Well you greet the tokens and stamps underneath the fake-oil burnin' lamps. In the city we forgot to name. Well the concourse is four-wheeled shame. And the courthouse's double-breast.
Hey, do you need a reason. Is there a separate season. From which to come out of the spring. I wait all summer long. And then the winter's long. Then it's longer than afterwards.
I caught you walking on a rainy day. And tossing petals to a pool. So keep your mind off passing hours. 'Cause I'll be coming for you soon. . Make believe you are a dancer.
Try for the mountains. Try for the mountains. Cause you're already gone too long. You've got to reach for high places. Glide on a whirlwind. You've already gone too long.
Beautiful flowers in your garden. But the most beautiful by far. The one growing wild in the garbage dump. . Even here even here we are. . Song of the bird lives in the sky.
It's a beautiful flower in your garden. But the most beautiful by far. Is the one growing wild in the garbage dump. Even here, even here we are. . Just the song of the bird way up in the sky.
Come on, little lady,. Lady, let's eat at home. Come on, little lady,. Lady, let's eat at home, eat at home, eat at home. . Come on, little lady,. Lady, let's eat in bed.
Paul Kelly (Mushroom Music). Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with three friends. They took provisions and bottles of bourbon to last them all through the weekend.