forget what your good book said Southern change's gonna come at last Now your crosses are burning fast Southern man Lily Belle, your hair is golden
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor comin' Sayin' somethin' about a Queen There were peasants singin' and drummers drummin', The archer split the
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor come Sayin' somethin' about me There were children singin' and drummers drummin' The archer split the tree
Lover, there will be another one Who'll hover over you beneath the sun Tomorrow see the things that never come Today When you see
Hey, hey Cripple Creek ferry Butting through the overhanging trees Make way for the Cripple Creek ferry The waters going down it's a mighty
Old man lying by the side of the road With the lorries rolling by Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load And the buildings scrape the sky Cold
Now that you found yourself losing your mind Are you here again? Finding that what you once thought was real Is gone and changing Now that you made yourself
When you were young and on your own How did it feel to be alone? I was always thinking of games that I was playing Trying to make the best of my time
young enough to sell? Tell me, why? Tell me, why? Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself When you're old enough to repay But young enough to
I'm gonna give you till the morning comes Till the morning comes, till the morning comes I'm only waiting till the morning comes Till the morning comes
Preklad: Neil Young. Po Gold Rush.
Preklad: Ťažko zamilovaný soundtrack. Po zlatej horúčky [Neil Young].
