I'd like to welcome you. You've come from far away. Step right up, get close. I'll take you on a ride. I'll tell you tales. About the times of ancient days.
A circle of warriors, weapons in the hand. All their heads on the ground. The victor's sitting near on empty stand. While the wind whirls leaves around.
"Don't even try to read our mind". His lovely teacher told in her soft voice. "Our minds and hearts are of another kind. If you want to learn you've got no choice.
If I were blind. Would it all come down to this?. Would you still love me?. . And if I were wrong. Would it still be the same fade to black. As I reach for you?.
Don't ask me to make you laugh until you cry. Because you know I'm on good form if I can raise a smile. And don't ask me to sweep you up and carry you across the threshold.
High up in the valley where the snow still lies. Hiding in the shadow of the mountainside. We are lost. Washed into the river with the sticks and stones.
i'm sorry about your girl. little center of the universe. her axis turns the world. you need to jet to get to her. . oh the way she moves. attracts all kinds of focus.
I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord. Since my baby said goodbye. Lord I don't know what I'll do. All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord. . That last long day she said goodbye.
I go home to a home where love is all gone I remember how things used to be. Over there is her picture with our little boy and it brings out the lonesome in me.
I'm sitting here a thinking but wasting my time. I know that these old blues has got me down. I've never been a winner I've been a good loser. But lives like mine's what make this world go round.
I'm praying for the rain in California. So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine. I'm sittin' in a honky in Chicago with a broken heart and a woman on my mind.
In a war torn land of poverty somewhere across the sea. There's a little guy who's waiting and he looks a lot like me. His hair is like the raven or the wings of a crow.
I've got a sad sad story, friend, that I don't like to tell. I had a home and family when they locked me in this cell. I've been in here eighteen years, that's a long long time, I know.
I was standing by my window yesterday morning. Without a thought a worry or of care. When I saw the postman coming up the pathway. With such a jolly face and jolly hair.
Darling let's turn back my years and go back to yesterday. Let's pretend that time has stopped and I didn't go away. We had our love to make us happy it wasn't meant to bring us tears.
There is no doubt you've been untrue you're stepping out with someone new. Your love has gone I cannot stay no need to cry let's call it a day. The love we knew is in the past once it was true but didn't last.
Leona, Leona you tell him you're through. You tell him Leona, about me and you. You tell him we're married with a baby up to. You tell him Leona, you tell him you're through.
I won't give up. Fightin' for your love. Oh lord. Alright. . You try to push away. But baby uh you just wait. I'll break those chains. . Fightin' for your love.
See you were crying. See you were crying. Mine is what you are. Mine is what you are. Mine - you are mine. And I see you wait, see you wait. In the sky.