Well I'm sailin away my own true love.. I'm sailin' away in the mornin'. Is there something I can send you from across the sea,. From the place where I'll be landin'?.
How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must the white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. How many times must the cannonballs fly.
Seen the arrow on the door post saying "This land is condemned". All the way from New Orleans to Jerusalem. I traveled through East Texas where many martyrs fell.
In the lonely night. In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light. You're comin' thru to me in black and white. When we were made of dreams.. . You're blowing down the shaky street,.
Seen the arrow on the doorpost. saying, "this land is condemned. all the way from new orleans. to jerusalem.". i traveled through east texas. where many martyrs fell.
It might be the color of the sun cut flat. And covering the crossroads I'm standing at. Or maybe it's the weather or something like that. Cause baby you've been on my mind.
Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love. I'm sailin' away in the morning. Is there something I can send you from across the sea. From the place that I'll be landing?.