Translation: Fair. Port.
Nothing's at ease They will live a life that is But a farce now Exhausted they are tired To reach a safer place They will seek for this garden's gate
Burned a hole straight through my heart Burned a hole straight through my heart You burned a hold straight through my fucking heart You had a hidden agenda
I grabbed that telephone I thought we were alone Telling me there's company Your husband's comin' home I've been thinking' about this Saturday night
I'm starting to feel We stay together out of fear Of dying alone I've been slipping through the years My old clothes don't fit like they once did So
It's time I choose between the two of them I'd better make a start Someone help me make up my heart Tell me how to make up my heart You'd think two lovers
You changed me and the way I felt about men I was just so disgusted 'cause the one I loved I couldn't trust him And you told me that if I never been hurt
Forever lost in 90 days From early March till late in May Then I pulled out in a day To catch my breath some place far away All to say farewell for now
(Sandy Denny) Red and gold and Halloween have passed us by The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky You are so far away and I could touch you if
Come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Those that dance will start to dance
Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight penned down in some old
If she knew what I've seen while I'm watching Would she know where to smile, what to say? When she leaves from her book to be with me Where's her mind
Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night I saw four ghostly riders, the horses
Baby, that preacher gave you his pain To ?let the window? on his finger in the undertaker's name (Chorus) Oh, cajun woman Some people still call you a
long upon the deep When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet You sailors all, pray tell me true Does my sweet William sail among your crew? Oh no, fair
You must philosophies 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
Come all ye rolling minstrels And together, we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Those that dance, will start to dance
He never put a foot wrong Until the day Joe met Big William He made him an offer but he often was wrong "I'll tell you where to stick it," said Big William
