Paroles de The Ballad Of Geraldine
THE BALLAD OF GERALDINEDonovan
Oh I was born with the name Geraldine,
With hair, cold black as a raven.
I travel my life without a care,
Ah, but all my love I was saving.
Oh the winds blew high and the trees did sway,
Not much from life, was I asking.
Till I met someone to give all my love,
All the love so long and lasting.
Oh good were the parts, we played in our game,
And a long ways off was tomorrow.
But my love was a rambler, and as restless as the sea,
And in the tide, came the sorrow.
Oh a child of the night is a-goin' to be born,
I can't explain my confusion.
Is my love thinking, to marry me at all ?
Or of the freedom he thinks he'll be loosing.
I sit with my friends in the gay crowded room,
My friends, they're smoking and they're talking. If I were to loose it, it would grieve me.
My love is so helpless, and I'm wondrin' what to do,
Oh, how I yearn to help him.
Oh we could go to the land of your choice,
Where the false shame won't come knocking at our door.
I've a feeling in my heart, and it's crushing all my hopes,
I think I'm gonna be hurt some more.
Oh I was born with the name Geraldine,
With hair, cold black as a raven.
I travel my life without a care,
Ah, but all my love I was saving.
Ah, but all my love I was saving.
Oh the winds blew high and the trees did sway,
Not much from life, was I asking.
Till I met someone to give all my love,
All the love so long and lasting.
Oh good were the parts, we played in our game,
And a long ways off was tomorrow.
But my love was a rambler, and as restless as the sea,
And in the tide, came the sorrow.
Oh a child of the night is a-goin' to be born,
I can't explain my confusion.
Is my love thinking, to marry me at all ?
Or of the freedom he thinks he'll be loosing.
I sit with my friends in the gay crowded room,
My friends, they're smoking and they're talking. If I were to loose it, it would grieve me.
My love is so helpless, and I'm wondrin' what to do,
Oh, how I yearn to help him.
Oh we could go to the land of your choice,
Where the false shame won't come knocking at our door.
I've a feeling in my heart, and it's crushing all my hopes,
I think I'm gonna be hurt some more.
Oh I was born with the name Geraldine,
With hair, cold black as a raven.
I travel my life without a care,
Ah, but all my love I was saving.
LEITCH, DONOVAN
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