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Gordon Lightfoot

Genres: Folk

Sit Down Young Stranger Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

I'm standin' at the doorway 

My head bowed in my hands 

Not knowin' where to sit 

Not knowin' where I stand 

 

My father looms above me 

For him there is no rest 

My mothers arms enfold me 

And hold me to her breast 

 

They say you been out wanderin' 

They say you travelled far 

Sit down young stranger 

And tell us who you are 

 

The room has all gone misty 

My thoughts are all in spin 

Sit down young stranger 

And tell us where you been 

 

Well, I've been up to the mountain 

I've walked down by the sea 

I never questioned no one 

And no one questioned me 

 

My love was given freely 

And oftimes was returned 

I never came to borrow 

I only came to learn 

 

Sometimes it did get lonely 

But it taught me how to cry 

And laughter came too easy 

For life to pass me by 

 

I never had a dollar 

That I didn't earn with pride 

'Cause I had a million daydreams 

To keep me satisfied 

 

And will you gather daydreams 

Or will you gather wealth 

How can you find your fortune 

When you cannot find yourself? 

 

My mothers eyes grow misty 

There's a tremblin' in her hand 

Sit down young stranger 

I do not understand 

 

And will you try and tell us 

You've been too long at school 

That knowledge is not needed 

That power does not rule 

 

That war is not the answer 

That young men should not die 

Sit down young stranger 

I wait for your reply 

 

The answer is not easy 

For souls are not reborn 

To wear the crown of peace 

You must wear the crown of thorns 

 

If Jesus, had a reason 

I'm sure He would not tell 

They treated Him so badly 

How could He wish them well 

 

The parlor now is empty 

There's nothin' left to say 

My father has departed 

My mothers gone to pray 

 

There's rockets in the meadows 

And ships out on the sea 

The answers in the forest 

Are carved upon a tree 

 

John loves Mary 

Does anyone love me? 

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