(Bruce Cockburn). I have been a beggar. And shall be one again. And few the ones with help to lend. Within the world of men. One day I walk in flowers.
(Traditional). O tha mo dhil ruit. Tha 's bi mo dhil ruit. g a chuir mi idh. Ann an cirtear na file. Caomh leam an t-igear. Dh'fhalbh uainn Di-Dmhnaich.
I don't need empty love words coming from somebody. That'll never love me like you do. I don't need to feel a warm touch from somebody else. 'Cause no other touch could be this true.
Woke up today and things have changed. The man I've become just ain't the same. Wanted to run but there was just nowhere to go. Livin' in a dream world, praying that it don't show.
Baby, I know it's late. But I just couldn't sleep. I got up to go for a drive. . But around up on your street. I know that we said we shouldn't do this anymore.
Well, I was thinking about you. Wondering what we should do for the night. I was making me a list. Of all those places I want to kiss on you. . So what are you thinking, Miss Mystery?.
On a hill lone and gray. In a land far away. In a country beyond the blue sea. Where beneath that far sky. Went a man for to die. For the world and for you and for me.
O, Death. O, Death. . Won't you spare me over til another year. Well what is this that I can't see. With ice cold hands takin' hold of me. Well I am death, none can excel.
It's a long winding way to the Mad River valley. Through the forest and mountains green. To the cabin we share by the wide, running river. The most perfect I've ever seen.
Old silver died last Saturday evenin'. Or was it more like ten years ago. She nailed two dozen roses to the top of his coffin. And buried'em deep where they never would grow.
Hey Tony, wont you pour me another glass of wine?. Yeah, I think I might. Stay awhile tonight. I could always take a taxi home. Its not that far at all, I might even walk,.
Me and my girls now here we go. Another Friday night and we're in party mode. When the musics loud, we get our dance on. We work the line and we sing that song.
Changing out the pictures on the wall. It's funny you were. Nothing I was looking for at all. And now I see how. . Too many times I've settled for. So much less than so much more.
One night in New Orleans. On a superbowl Sunday. In a bar with a big screen TV. She was there with some girls. They were down from Montreal. And she walked right up to me..
took a trip down to L.A. for a week-end. let my hear flow an my inspiration grove. . on my way... to L.A.. touched down thru the smog cloud, L.A. runway.
called a friend the other day. to see what kind of words he'd say. he said, "I just met a man down here and his girlfriend don't like you". So give me a number, her address.
Old friend, comrade of mine. Once again you're on my mind. There's always a place, there's always a time. To think of days gone by. . We spent too long apart.
Score is tied between us. In this lovin' game. I hear you say you're leavin'. But I think you will stay. . I'm doin' everything I can. To try and change your mind.
Over my shoulder. My heart expects to see you runnin' after me. Callin' out my name. Over my shoulder. . There's a coat you used to wrap me in to keep me warm.
Today an old heartache came callin'. An old flame I thought died out like some fallin' star. Instead it's rekindlin' some embers. That may start an out of control ragin' fire.