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Well come gather around me friends of mine, 
While I sing to you about a minstrel band
Of children in their witches hats, 
Painting pictures with
to our Captain told
"In this pocket by my heart, sir, is a message, send it please
And with it send this little band of gold".

[Chorus]
I promised
folded hands
So the world could see her golden weddin' band
Oh Lord she looks pretty in blue...
I have spent the night in silence by her side
invented to give sight
By the white man

We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
around
Confetti falls to the ground
May these memories break our fall

Can you take a moment
Promise me this:
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God
Promise me this:
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God forbid fate should step in
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children someday
When
Promise me this:
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God forbid fate should step in
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children someday
When
Promise me this:
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God forbid fate should step in
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children someday
When
I'll tell you a story 
About a girl who came my way 
We upped and married 
Three kids, a dog in Sante Fe 
Now she's gone I'm by myself 

I'm
It was down in Old Joe's barroom, 
On the corner by the square, 
The usual crowd was assembled 
And big Joe McKinney was there. 

He was
Time, all the long red lines, that take
Control, of all the smoke like streams that flow into your
Dreams, that big blue open sea, that can't be
Time, all the long red lines, that take
Control, of all the smoke like streams that flow into your
Dreams, that big blue open sea, that can't be
It was down in Old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by the square,
The usual crowd was assembled
And big Joe McKinney was there.
He was standing
It was down in Old Joe's barroom
On the corner by the square
The usual crowd was assembled
And big Joe McKinney was there

He was standing at my
the blade with magic runes
And summon Gods by sacrifice in blood
Pure blue hate shines within this sword
his magic sword will cut only once

No sword has
the doctor,
"She's very low," he said;
Went back to see my baby
Good God! She's lying there dead.

I went down to old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by
I had forgotten the incredible butter softness of his long fingers
How they felt on my back when he slow-dragged with me,
At a fateful "Blue Lights
The most amazing feeling I feel
Words can't describe the feeling, for real
Baby, I paint the sky blue
My greatest creation was you
You, glory (oh
old blue eyes
Through night and day, his old black magic ways
Would keep my hypnotized

He could be loving all of me
And we'd be dancing cheek to cheek
Time, all the long red lines, that take
Control, of all the smoke like streams that flow into your
Dreams, that big blue open sea, that can't be
Raise 'em up
I'm talkin' 'bout a lighter on a Saturday night
The band plays a song you like and you sing along

Raise em up
I'm talkin' 'bout Daddy's
Oklahoma, by God
Texas, Arizona
curdling like cream,
as I was being led by the hand.
through the sound of sirens--
and the distant noise of some drunken jazz band,
through the stench
me
 
I see those couples going streaming by
Looking so easy like they don't even try
It's like a magic trick slight of hand
Sawn in half by
god knows, I didn't want to be alone
So I showered down--left my little room
And jumped in my car for protection from hostility
Well it ain't easy