The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies
If you could read my mind love What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie About a ghost from a wishin' well In a castle dark or a
Come to the door, my pretty one Put on your rings and precious things Hide all your tears as best you can Try to recall what used to be Roses are waiting
I'm not sayin' that I love you I'm not sayin' that I'll care if you love me I'm not sayin' that I'll care I'm not sayin' I'll be there when you NEED me
It's alright for some but not alright for me When the one that I'm lovin' slips around You think it's fine to do things I cannot see And you're doin'
That's what you get for lovin' me That's what you get for lovin' me Every thing you had is gone as you can see That's what you get for lovin' me I ain
Make my world a better place to be Remove these chains and set me free Give my life one reason to begin Forgive me lord for I have sinned Take my hand
Alone upon the sidewalks of despair It was there she wandered With her suitcase in her hand Her fate she pondered Only a go-go girl in love with someone
You're as soft as the rose You're as sweet as the honey You're as warm as the bright morning sun You're as cool as the breeze On the last days of April
I go in for singing, I do it for my pay But the kind of gig I can really dig is swiggin' at the break of day With a few good friends and neighbors into
I'm not afraid that when I'm dying There'll be no one to hold my hand If there's a God up there, he loves me As much as my old woman can I don't intend
I'm on my way, got no time to waste Places to go, people to chase Gonna grab my comb 'n' my toothpaste Gotta get away from here Twenty-one years from
Hey you, upon this ship of fools I have found you bending your own rules Thank you, I don't mind if I do Dream a while of the lovin' that we knew There
When I walk the hill so high Around the town where I was born New York seems so far away Though I was there just yesterday I have played on my guitar
In this land of chance do we know right from wrong Even at a glance we know the road is long We don't owe a single thing to anyone Most of us do not
Go my way and I'll be good to you Go my way and your dreams will all come true In the sunset the wild waves are callin' My shadow is followin' you Go
All around old Cape Horn Ships of the line, ships of the morn Some who wish they'd never been born They are the ghosts of Cape Horn Fal deral da riddle
