Blow on you restless wind, up to your old tricks again.
Bear down you Texas sun, you make the desserts dry and the brush fires run.
Splintered wood rusty chains, this old front porch swing remains.
A pendelum of memories, goes back and forth on a summer breeze.
Chorus:
Singing old church hymns and nursery rhymes
From the days way back before my time.
With a little child upon my knee
Singing every sweet word back to me.
Look how far I had to come
To get back where I started from.
With a childs wisdom passin' time
Singing old church hymns and nursery rhymes.
Verse 2:
I've run the race I've walked the wire,I paid the price of my desire
And the only time I've known it all, is just before I took a fall.
So howl you lone coyote song, fade to sapphire sky of dawn.
Count me in the lucky men, to send the world around again.
Chorus.
Thanks to David M. Potter for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr
Bear down you Texas sun, you make the desserts dry and the brush fires run.
Splintered wood rusty chains, this old front porch swing remains.
A pendelum of memories, goes back and forth on a summer breeze.
Chorus:
Singing old church hymns and nursery rhymes
From the days way back before my time.
With a little child upon my knee
Singing every sweet word back to me.
Look how far I had to come
To get back where I started from.
With a childs wisdom passin' time
Singing old church hymns and nursery rhymes.
Verse 2:
I've run the race I've walked the wire,I paid the price of my desire
And the only time I've known it all, is just before I took a fall.
So howl you lone coyote song, fade to sapphire sky of dawn.
Count me in the lucky men, to send the world around again.
Chorus.
Thanks to David M. Potter for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr