Rain comes from the east one night We watch it come To hang like beaded curtains till the morning sun Water dripping from our clothes You, with raindrops
As I walked under london bridge One misty morning early, I overheard a fair, pretty maid, Lamenting for her geordie. ''my geordie will be hanged with
Four-and-twenty highland men Come from the carron side To carry away eppy moray for She would not be a bride, a bride, She would not be a bride. Then
How often she has gazed from castle windows over And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall With no-one to heed her call The evening hour
Georgia, georgia, the whole day through Just an old sweet song keeps georgia on my mind Georgia, oh georgia, a song of you Comes as sweet and clean as
This is the text on the rendezvous album: If your eyes are blue you know the rest Champagne if it's very cool It's never very formal how you dress For
Chorus: Green grow the laurels, soft as the dew Sad I was, darling, on parting from you Perhaps in the future our love will renew We'll love one another
There was a gypsy came over the land, He sang so sweet and gaily. He sang beneath the wild wood tree And charmed the great lord's lady. The lord he did
Summer skies are gone for ever Nothing left but to remember Morning leaves a bed of echoes Tears of blood in weeping meadows Can you see me, can you
You may search, at any cost But how long can you Search for what's not lost? Everybody will help you Some people are very kind But if I can save you
You make me nervous when I see you I can't imagine what it's like to be you It's a mystery to me everyday And I've got to get away I put a bet on with
It's true I often thought of leaving But it's you I never stopped believing When I was down Your arms were open to me When the cost of loving was free
And the light I find reflected Guides the way among the hearts left by the road By the way you seem affected I can almost taste the bitterness you show
I hear the sighing of the wind Like a murmur of regret And as I close my eyes I see a face I will never forget I see you running with the dawn But that
May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the
My name is Jan the gypsy I travel the land There are no chains about me I am, me own man I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise
Lord above us hear my song Tell me if I'm doing wrong I'm just a man and not like you If you saw thro' my eyes what would you do. A simple life that'
Now I've been an engine driver all of my days, That's the only thing I can do. I hold a good head of steam everywhere that I'm seen, Wherever my wheels