It's another year and everybody's getting older. It's another year and my shoulder's getting colder. You said, you said you won't leave me behind. You said, you said it'd be different this time.
You got a fast car. I want a ticket to anywhere. Maybe we can make a deal. So maybe together we can get somewhere. Anyplace is better. Starting from zero got nothing to lose.
It's funny how a big ol' fish can hear Your voice. Find one man in the whole ocean and swallow him whole. Because You said so. . It's funny how a little plant can hear Your voice.
Who's my brother in Nashville, Tennessee?. Who's my sister in the village in Malawi?. Who's my lover in Washington DC?. Who's my neighbor, who's my loved one, who's my friend?.
Ive been walking around this world for some time. And Ive found there are quite a few things to see. Physical and emotional and intellectual stimulations.
There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside. Where I wandered when I was a lad. And I wandered alone to the place I call home. In those Blueridge hills far away.
Tis sweet to be remembered on a bright or gloomy day. Tis sweet to be remembered by a dear one far away. Tis sweet to be remembered remembered remembered.
Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high. All these things that don't change come what may. But my good times are all gone and I'm bound for moving on.
If I was on some foggy mountain top. I'd sail away to the west. I'd sail all around this whole wide world. To the girl, I love the best. . If I had listened to what Mama said.
The last time I thought about leavin'. Was the last time I made her cry. I talked myself out of believin'. That true, true love never dies. . The first time I thought of returnin'.
Now some folks like the summertime when the they can walk about. Strolling through the meadow green it's pleasant there no doubt. But give me the wintertime when the snow is on the ground.
Sadness just makes me sigh,. I've come to say goodbye,. Altho' I go, I've got those farewell blues.. Those farewell blues make me yearn,. That parting kiss seems to burn..
A lock of your hair and a faded red ribbon is all I have left to remind me of you. A lock of your hair and a faded red ribbon is all I have left of a love we once knew.
Sadness just makes me sigh,. I've come to say goodbye,. Altho' I go, I've got those farewell blues.. Those farewell blues make me yearn,. That parting kiss seems to burn..
Things we used to do. Things we used to say. Things we used to do. Things we used to say. . Sunday morning I rise bright and early. Getting ready for a festival time.
I cry, I cry, listen me keenly. I cry, ah bad boy and wicked man. I cry for my people. I'm talking to my people, watch this. . Tell me who are your enemy?.