דיויד ברוזה - Night Dawn |
Night Dawn
דיויד ברוזה מילים: John Townes Van Zandt לחן: דיויד ברוזה The night grew cold The moon shown blue When l hit the broad highway The winds of change turned Strong and strange I leave my childhood behind Until I spy the light of day Dreaming of treasures to find If l had a silver dollar Spend it on the one l love If it's stuck in lonesome holler I wish it on the mourning dove Miles soon slid beneath my feet Time slipped through my fingers Every sweet temptation l met Gave me cause to linger Not many a wilder youth than l I'll ride on the dark 'til the night I die 'Til the night l die Wish it on the mourning dove Wish it on the mourning dove |