What I'll give you since you've asked. Is all my time together. Take the rugged sunny days. The warm and rocky weather. . Take the roads that I have walked along.
What I'll give you since you asked is all my time together. Take the rugged sunny days, the warm and rocky weather. Take the roads that I have walked along.
What I'll give you. Since you've asked. Is all my time together. Take the rugged sunny days. The warm and rocky weather. Take the roads that I have walked along.
The rain is falling down. Along with the sky. The colors and remembered suns. Are pouring by.. . What will I do with the sky. When it is empty?. . Come to the window.
I didn't even know the man. I didn't know the man himself. Even though his music filled my life. As it has so many others. . I knew that he had died that week.
Sometimes I remember the old days. When the world was filled with sorrow. You might have thought I was livin'. But I was all alone. . In my heart the rain was fallin'.
In Rough Rock, Arizona he lived for many years alone. A gangly kid from Colorado, who could sing the sweetest songs. I first heard Woody's songs from him in a cabin in the snow.
There's no where to hide, no where I can go. I reach out my hand touching death itself. just another holy day in Sarajevo. . Hiding from the planes and from the bombing.
[Chorus]. Shule shule, shule aroon. Shule the agaragar, shule the coon. Shule shule shule aroon. I don't think that anyone should tie me oh. . Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill.
"The minstrel boy to the war is gone. In the ranks of death you'll find him;. His father's sword he has girded on,. And his wild harp swung behind him.".
[Chorus]. Shule shule, shule aroon. Shule the agaragar, shule the coon. Shule shule shule aroon. I don't think that anyone should tie me oh. . Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill.
What I'll give you since you asked. Is all my time together;. Take the rugged sunny days,. The warm and rocky weather,. Take the roads that I have walked along,.
I would have sworn I could have flown. There were some things I hadn't known. Stripped to the soul I'd reached the bone. In sanity and grace. . You gave me wings but took the sky.
My grandmother's house is still there. But it isn't the same. A plain wooden cottage. A patch of brown lawn. And a fence that hangs standing. And sighing in the Seattle rain.
What I'll give you since you asked is all my time together. Take the rugged sunny days, the warm and rocky weather. Take the roads that I have walked along.
My grandmother's house is still there but it isn't the same. A plain wooden cottage, a patch of brown lawn. And a fence that hangs standing and sighing in the Seattle rain.