Van Morrison şarkı sözleri

Well I tried and I tried But the river seems so wide And my head hurts and my hands are tied And it's so hard When you're standing on the yard Every time that your number comes around Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man, alright Get the message to me Anyway you can Well let your river roll A way down in your soul Never to grow old On the saxophone From the airport to the plane A way to the railroad trains Why can't we take it from the top And start all over again

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Van Morrison

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His Band and the Street Choir