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O Melhor de Portugal (The Best of Portugal) (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Into the Woods: The Best of Phil Woods (Phil Woods) · Woods Plays Woods (Stefano Bollani) · Fado: The Soul of Portugal (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portugal [Wagram] (Antonio Rossano) · Now, Vol. 17 [Portugal] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portugal Latino (Trio Odemira) · Live: 23-5-00 Estadio Do Restelo - Lisbon, Portugal (Pearl Jam) · Portugal Night 2008 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fados from Portugal (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


up and looks my way
Kids run in and ruin my day

Wood wood wood morning wood wood wood
He's a man who really loves his morning
Wood wood wood
other back up the hill

Sara, Sara
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life
Sara, Sara
Radiant jewel, mystical wife

Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
wife.

Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night,
Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar,
Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White,
You in
first felt the spell of the Wood thrush's song

Chorus
Now the Wood thrush's has vanished
seeking the place thats not felt the crush of mans embrace
with my guns by my side 
Ready to ride till I die 
And I'm a soldier 
And you can see it in my eyes 
Even when the man dies 
They say a soldier
have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse 

Saw the bullfighter's
I live out in the woods
People I got wolves' blood in my veins
I live way out in the woods
People you know I've got wolves' blood in my veins
best
But still they can't be free

Looking for the world to be
Anything but what they see
Longing to be understood
By the heart that shapes the wood

If
In a cabin in the woods
Little man by the window stood
Saw a rabbit hopping by
Knocking at his door 
(Frightened as can be)

"Help me, help me,
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived
a cannibal
Woman is a criminal
She have the hunger
But man is the animal
And love eats love, eats love
Love is a cannibal

We live in the woods but we
I stole her from Emmett Fry, and now what's done is done.
Like any man I'm afraid to die, but I'm hurt too bad to run.
I ran with her to Walker's
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreen
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where
There's a light in the house in the wood in the valley.
There's a thought in the head of the man.
Who carries his dreams like the coat slung on his
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
And they dance all night on a hard wood floor to the redneck fiddlin' man

CHORUS:
Good times go by easy
Good times fly away

One night some boys from
[CHORUS: Gorilla Zoe]
I can tell by tha way that ya look at me,
You think you know me

[D.Woods:] oh yeah

[Gorilla Zoe:]
But baby you don't know me,
Sweetness and light, you were right
Summers are getting harder
Days echo by, blood red sky
Chop wood and carry water
We only do what we can
He was her man,she was his wife
And late one winter night,
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child,
It wasn't his child

Yet
Many, many years ago
When this land was young
A lot of our country was covered
By big tall beautiful trees

And men had to have the trees
To make
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived