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Hail hero, hail hero, let me see you smile You been gone for so damn long, I wish you'd stay awhile
Gordon Lightfoot -
But now the seeds are planted and the gates are opened wideThe old ways are forgotten there is no place left to hideAnd the legacy I'm leaving you is not very hard to findYou'll see it all around you at this crossroads of timeIn the sweet soil its a growing at the crossroads of time
Gordon Lightfoot
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Some say he was a sailor who died away at seaSome say he was a prisoner who never was set freeLost upon the ocean he died there in the mistDreaming of a kissBitter Green they called her walking in the sunLoving everyone that she metBitter Green they called her waiting in the sunWaiting for someone to take her home
Gordon Lightfoot -
I can see her lookin fast in her faded jeansShe's a hard lovin woman got me feelin meanSometimes I think its a shame when I get feelin better when I'm feelin no painSundown you better take care if I find you been creepin round my back stairsSundown you better take care if I find you been creepin round my back stairs
Gordon Lightfoot -
Searching through the fragments of my dream shattered sleepI wonder if the years have closed her mindI guess it must be wanderlust or trying to get freeFrom the good old faithful feeling we once knewCarefree highway, let me slip away on youCarefree highway you seen better days..
Gordon Lightfoot -
Hail hero, hail hero, child of your fate Come into the kitchen don't stand by the gate And show us your wisdom before it's too late
Gordon Lightfoot -
The liquor tasted good and here the women all were fast...You can't jump a jet planeLike you can a freight trainSo I'll best be on my wayIn the early morning rain
Gordon Lightfoot -
Hail hero, hail hero, child of the sun All covered with flowers still having your fun
Gordon Lightfoot
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And the body of a dead youthLies stretched upon the groundUpon the filthy pavementsNo reason can be foundBlack day in July
Gordon Lightfoot -
Satin rays and coloured daysStark blue horizonsNaked limbs and wheat bins, hazy afternoonsVoicing, rejoicing the wine cups do bringPussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Gordon Lightfoot -
If I could only have you nearTo breathe a sigh or twoI would be happy just to hold the hands I loveOn this winters night with you
Gordon Lightfoot -
If I could read your mind loveWhat a tale your thoughts could tellJust like a paperback novel just like the kind a drug store would sellWhen you reach the part where the heart aches come the hero would be meBut heroes often failAnd you won't read that book again because the endings just too hard to take..
Gordon Lightfoot