Adieu sweet lovely Nancy
Ten thousand times adieu
I am bound to
I went out in the world I lived in London
My father found this land in the early sixties
And he
This land is bar-ren and bro-ken,
Scarred like the face of
I hear the knocking of a clock
Look through the pages
Here in the darkness
Gently I drift.
Out in the hallway
The day’s
I promise you warm nights
I promise you long days
I promise
Westward from the Davis Strait 'tis there 'twas said to
Smile she said
Turn to the camera don't close your eyes
Don't
(Spoken)
Give us a wreck or two, good Lord;
Winter along this
Midwinter, two years ago,
Out to the west a storm began
It was early dawn when we met out on the
In the sun burnt fields I saw you and my
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