When You Tell Me That You Love Me
and did not wake
would the lord
my soul to take??
and could the land that I
loved also die?
Do you think of you and
wonder why?
Down in Leatherwood
that thought we'd leave behind
Down in Leatherwood
Country love's gonna
steal your mind
and we aint never
gonna be blue
be blue
was a house all flooded by the rain
or did I once live it in a dream?
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ANYONE FOR TENNIS
by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp
Twice upon a time in the valley of the tears
An auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading years
And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beer
While the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent Christmas cheer
And the Bentley-driving guru is putting up his price.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hope
With jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopes
And you can tell they're all the same underneath the pretty lies.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zoo
You can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water too
And fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?