: The sister of sunlight Comes to my lonely life Bearing the crosses I hung I hung on my lonely wife And the anchor told me If I prayed by the river
: Like I said baby If you go astray Well then go on Go your own sweet way I thought you knew by now You do just what you please And here's to the next
: When the shrill winds are screaming And the evening is still Lady Samantha glides over the hill In a long satin dress that she wears every day Her
: It seems as though I've lived my life On the bad side of the moon To stir your dregs in sickness still Without the rustic spoon Common people live
: If anyone should see me making it down the highway Breaking all the laws of the land Well don't you try to stop me I'm going her way And that's the
: I looked up from my glass into the sky There's no one in my comic book to buy Calendar swung on the wall held by a rusty nail Down came the strange
: I hope the day will be a lighter highway For friends are found on every road Can you ever think of any better way For the lost and weary travellers
: Cast a pebble on the water Watch the ripples gently spreading Tiny daughter of the Camargue We were meant to be together We were made for one another
: I work for the foundry for a penny and a half a day Like a blind street musician I never see those who pay It's dirty work in Birmingham Better deal
: Do you want to drive to ride mount on your pony Loosen up my tie to help me breathe Insisting that I pay my alimony Each and every day is the same
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: The brown bird sang in the apple tree I know that's why .... And a butterfly flittered accross the field And all the leaves were calling me And the
: Hey there Look in the mirror Are you afraid you might see me looking at you Waiting, waiting at windows Oh it's me that you need Yes it's me and I'
: I'm moving out of Tombstone, yeah with the sun behind my back I'm tired of people talking of things that I lack Ever since a week ago, the day he passed
: Warm the wine and give it to me one more time again I'm just a rolling stone who needs a drop of rain And to taste your honey, Mona is like licking