This train don't carry no gamblers, this train,. This train don't carry no gamblers, this train,. This train don't carry no gamblers. No crap shooters, no midnight ramblers,.
Do I ever wonder? You don't know.. You'll never follow, and I'll never show.. D'you see the water and watch it flow. And float an empty shell,. And you think that I'm hiding from the island..
To cross the wide sea I deserted,. From the shore I did fly.. I thought it time that I travelled,. So I took to the roads of the sky.. . It was late and the wind it did gently blow,.
The way I feel is like a robin,. Whoses birds have flown to come no more,. Like a tall oak-tree, alone and cryin',. When the birds have flown and the nest is bare..
I come from the moor and the mointain, from the waterfall and stream.. I've turned my back on the mountain track; I'm walking in a dream.. And ev'ry new horizon to mee it looks the same.
Annie wanders on the land. She loves the freedom of the air. She finds a friend in every place she goes. There's always a face she knows. I wish that I was there.
The steps he took were nice and easy.. He never knew he could stumble and go down.. As he saw the buildings and the mountains crumble,. Over the road he would take to the town..
I'm a long way from you. I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling. Of being alone?. . The notes and the words. They will always unfold.
They stood upon the deck. As the ship went out to sea. The wind it took the sails. And left the land a memory. . All upon the shore for. To wonder why the sailor goes.
All under the leaves and the leaves of life. I met with virgins seven. And one of them was mary mild,. Our lord's best mother in heaven.. . ``oh what are you seeking, my seven pretty maids,.
The lady she had a silver tongue.. For to sing she said,. And maybe that's all.. Wait for the dawn and we will have that song.. When it ends it will seem.
It's a lesson too late for the learning. Made of sand, made of sand. In the winking of an eye my soul is turning. In your hand, in your hand.. . Chorus:.
Bring back the king to his throne,. And the smile may return to the queen.. How can she rule on her own,. When the glory of what might have been is all she feels?.
I once loved a lass and I loved her so well. And I hated all others who spoke of her ill.. And now she's rewarded me well for my love,. For she's gone and she's wed another..
Away with the buff and the blue, and away with the cap and feather;. I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire.. . Chorus. Off to the sadie skey and over the moss and the mire.
How often haunting the highest hilltop. I scan the ocean, a sail to see. Will it come tonight, love, will it come tomorrow. Or ever come, love, to comfort me.
As I was a-walking along ratcliffe highway. A recruiting party came a-beating my way.. They enlisted me and treated me 'til I did not know. Unto the queen's barracks they forced me to go..
Eighteen hundred and eighty five. Is a year I remember so well. When they drove old brad into an early grave. And sent my mother to jail. Now I don't know what's right or wrong.
Queen of Light took her bow. And then she turned to go,. The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom. And walked the night alone.. Oh, dance in the dark of night,.
Well, the angels came to see me today. Said ``we've taken your racehorse away''. And I believe it was that bookmaker from crail. I believe that he put one in her pail.