Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one
God bless our love
God bless our love
After the fading lights
I felt that we were one
I know I need
Everything we are, everything we see
I took a part of you, you took a part of me
Knowing at a glance
Where we all stand
Searching for another chance
To make us all one
Chances are, 'cause I wear that silly grin
the moment you come into view;
chances are you think that I’m in love with you.
Standing on the sidewalk singin’ up a storm
You ain’t seen ? till the day you were born ?
Pickin’ and a-grinnin’ and a-carryin’ on
We’re goin’ to put you on a show
Okay, I’ve gotten the same song into both threads - how long until I can get the same quote into both threads?
What’s that man movin’ cross the stage?
It looks a lot like the one used by Jimmy Page
Its like a relic from a different age
Could be . . . . . Oo-Ee . . . . . .
If there’s a rock show
At the Concertgebow
They’ve got long hair
At the Madison Square
You’ve got rock and roll
At the Hollywood Bowl,
We’ll be there
We’re an American band
We’re comin’ to your town
We’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old,
But his blood runs through my instrument
And his song is in my soul.
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man.
I’m just a living legacy
To the leader of the band.
My father was a fisherman
my mama was a fisherman’s friend
and I was born in the boredom and the chowder
So when I reached my prime
I left my home in the maritime
headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England
The first thing that I saw as,
The fisherman smiled at me
Were empty people dressed in grey,
Floating out to sea
The rain lashed down in darkness
A lizard blinked an eye
And time stopped in the silence
The small fish gave a cry
Silent cries
Behind outcast eyes
Hides a child who cannot speak
Silent cries
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it’s like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
It’s you who lied, it’s you who lied
When you had to swallow pride
(I’ll wait for you)
It’s you I swear, it’s you I swear
And if you have a minute why don’t we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don’t we go?
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Down to junior’s farm where I want to lay low,
Low life, high life, oh
Take me down to junior’s farm.
Take me down where I wanna be
Turn around, this man who lives inside of me
Take me down and love me all night long
Hold me close and make me strong
Take me down, take me down tonight.
Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
O won’t you please take me home?
Did I tell you about the place called Do-I-Ditty
It ain’t no town and it ain’t no city
It’s just awful small but awful pretty
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn’t it a pity
Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city
I forget
Just what I meant
Broke my neck
Lost respect
It was my fall from grace
I object
Is what I meant
Lost all track
And away I went
No sign of face-to-face
No chance of face-to-face
Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
I think I see my friends coming, Riding many a mile.
Friends, did you get some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my dear friends, To keep me from the Gallows Pole?
What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole?