I'm here in the fields. I fight for my meals. I get back into my living. I don't need to fight. To prove I'm right. I don't need to be forgiven. . Don't cry.
Oh it's hard to. Be a boy. When. All the men have. Lost their joy. And they can't find the ones they left behind.. . Harder still to think. Of being a man.
It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange. When I try to explain how I feel. And that I still need your love. After all that I've done. . You won't believe me.
It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange. When I try to explain how I feel. And that I still need your love. After all that I've done. . You won't believe me.
(traditional Scottish song). . [Performed sometimes live at concerts]. . Harking is bonny and there lives my love. My heart lies on him and will not remove.
Darling, I don't like it when you say. Bad things about yourself. Oh please don't talk that way. You are so beautiful. I wish you could see what I see.
You're near, that moment's here. I'm almost in your arms. Tonight, the mood is right. I'm almost in your arms. . One sigh, one word and I. Will rush to your embrase.
Am I a human. It's very good. Maybe I am. . It's very nice. The feelings in me. And the fire. Keeps me warm.
I am not a liar, and I'm not full of hatred. But I hate lies and so the liars hate me. The same who can't stand the sight of a starving baby?. can you really say you're not in pain like me?.
All babies are born saying God's name. Over and over,. All born singing God's name. All babies are flown from the Universe. From there they're lifted by the hands of angels.
Snowdrops and daffodils,. Butterflies and bees,. Sailboats and fishermen,. Things of the sea,. Wishing wells, wedding bells,. Early morning dew,. All kinds of everything.
Flying saucers could land. And it wouldn't make much difference to my man. I could walk abroad and thank the lord. And leave this damn town in seconds flat.
What else should I be. All apologies. What else should I say. Everyone is gay. What else should I write. I don't have the right. What else should I be.
This is the last day of our acquaintance. I will meet you later in somebody's office. I'll talk but you won't listen to me. I know what your answer will be.
A perfect Indian is he. Remembering him life is sweet. Like a weeping willow. His face on my pillow. Comes to me still in my dreams. . And there I saw a young baby.
After the fire the fire still burns. The heart grows older but never ever learns. The memories smolder and the soul always yearns. After the fire the fire still burns.
Don't know if I should quite sing this song. Don't know if it maybe might be wrong. But then again it maybe might be right. To tell you 'bout the bullet and the red light.
Sing oh you righteous to the lord. It's right that the upright should acclaim him. Sing to Jah with your guitar. Turn up yer bass amp. Whack it up all the way to 'save him'.
Sing oh you righteous to the lord. It's right that the upright should acclaim him. Sing to Jah with your guitar. Turn up yer bass amp. Whack it up all the way to 'save him'.
4 my love this night I have. Your baby in my belly. All my life I'll love you for. The life you've given me. . So love no longer be frightened. I will never leave you.