One of the band told me last night,. That music is all that he's got in his life.. So where does it go?. Surely not with his soul.. Will all of his licks and his r & b blow away-.
Like a bird on a wire. Like a drunk in a midnight choir. I have tried in my way to be free. . Like a fish on a hook. Like a knight in some old fashioned book.
I've been on the road, so long. Been tired and broke, so long. I've been to the south where the winds they were warm. Traveling the road of no return, so long.
The river flows, it flows to the sea. Wherever that river goes that's where I want to be. Flow river flow, let your waters wash down. Take me from this road to some other town.
Oh hark! the drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay.. The bugle-horns are sounding clear, and we must march away.. We're ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many is the weary mile..
You must philosophise,. But why must you bore me to tears?. You're red around the eyes,. You tell me things no one else hears.. You spend all your time crying,.
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. . Are you going away with no word of farewell?.
I wish I knew you were to stay. I know too well why I feel this way. It's just that I can plainly see. That I need you and you need me.. . I'll stay with you while the days go past.
Oh, babe, you are the one I love,. You are the one I'm thinking of.. You know it's still a long long way,. But I'll be home at the end of the day.. I'll sing my songs just for you.
We search for everything. Keeping what we would win. Orchids or tiny flowers. Wooden huts or ivory towers. Centuries or hours. . Dark are the winter days.
Wondering and waiting, my back agaist the wall. Not a word that passed between us comes to recall. Just you shadow at the window as you pass on down the hall.
Winter winds they do blow cold,. The time of year, it is chosen.. Now the frost and fire,. And now the sea is frozen.. . He who sleeps he does not see.
The summer was the reason. Why it took so long to see. That even if I do possess. Some seeds of honesty,. There is no garden,. So how come I have no land?.
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving. But how can they know it's time for them to go?. Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming. I have no thought of time.
Oh, the summer's in it's prime. And the leaves are sweetly blooming,. And the wild mountain thyme. All the mountains is perfuming. Will you go lassie go?.
I've been cheated,. Been mistreated. When will I be loved?. . I've been made blue,. I've been lied to. When will I be loved?. . When I meet a new boy.
Why do you whisper, green grass. Why tell the trees what ain't so. Whispering grass. The trees don't have to know. Why tell them all your secrets. Who kissed there long ago.
Feel how the wind blows, December despair. Bring me a ribbon to tie up my hair. I'll be your bride, go where you go. All of my life, you'll be my beau.
It's been raining for a long time and I can't seem to stand. She left about an hour ago and so did the band. I'm sitting at the bar with my face in the jar.
The dancing flames grow low. Burning embers start to glow. Pictures soon will fade. Pictures that the flames have made. Your hazy wistful face. Suddenly is gone without a trace..