How many roads must a man walk down, before you will call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail before she rests in the sand?. And how many times must the cannonballs fly before they're forever banned?.
There's guns across the river about to pound you. There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you. Bounty hunters are dancing all around you. Billy, they don't like you to be so free..
There's guns across the river aimin' at ya. Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya. Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya. Billy, they don't like you to be so free.
There's guns across the river aimin' at ya. Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya. Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya. Billy, they don't like you to be so free.
One evening for pleasure I rambled to view. The fair fields all alone. Down by the banks of Loch Eiron. Where beauty and pleasure were known.. . I spied a fair maid at her labour.
While riding on a train goin' west. I fell asleep for to take my rest. I dreamed a dream that made me sad. Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.
From the Album:. * Lovesweat. . You walk into the room - with your pencil in your hand. You see somebody naked and you say: Who's that man. You try so hard but, you don't understand.
I'm sailing away my own true love. I'm sailing away in the morning. Is their something I can send you from across the sea. From the place where I'll be landing.