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Lightfoot Gordon

Don Quixote Lyrics - Lightfoot Gordon

Through the woodland, through the valley 

Comes a horseman wild and free 

Tilting at the windmills passing 

Who can the brave young horseman be 

He is wild but he is mellow 

He is strong but he is weak 

He is cruel but he is gentle 

He is wise but he is meek 

Reaching for his saddlebag 

He takes a battered book into his hand 

Standing like a prophet bold 

He shouts across the ocean to the shore 

'Til he can shout no more 

 

I have come o'er moor and mountain 

Like the hawk upon the wing 

I was once a shining knight 

Who was the guardian of a king 

I have searched the whole world over 

Looking for a place to sleep 

I have seen the strong survive 

And I have seen the lean grown weak 

 

See the children of the earth 

Who wake to find the table bare 

See the gentry in the country 

Riding off to take the air 

 

Reaching for his saddlebag 

He takes a rusty sword into his hand 

Then striking up a knightly pose 

He shouts across the ocean to the shore 

'Til he can shout no more 

 

See the jailor with his key 

Who locks away all trace of sin 

See the judge upon the bench 

Who tries the case as best he can 

See the wise and wicked ones 

Who feed upon life's sacred fire 

See the soldier with his gun 

Who must be dead to be admired 

 

See the man who tips the needle 

See the man who buys and sells 

See the man who puts the collar 

On the ones who dare not tell 

See the drunkard in the tavern 

Stemming gold to make ends meet 

See the youth in ghetto black 

Condemned to life upon the street 

 

Reaching for his saddlebag 

He takes a tarnished cross into his hand 

Then standing like a preacher now 

He shouts across the ocean to the shore 

Then in a blaze of tangled hooves 

He gallops off across the dusty plain 

In vain to search again 

Where no one will hear 

 

Through the woodland, through the valley 

Comes a horseman wild and free 

Tilting at the windmills passing 

Who can the brave young horseman be 

He is wild but he is mellow 

He is strong but he is weak 

He is cruel but he is gentle 

He is wise but he is meek 

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