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Build an ark head for the open water
Save your sons and your daughters
Build an ark

Build an ark when the storm is ended
You'll know the world
Build an ark head for the open water
Save your sons and your daughters
Build an ark

Build an ark when the storm is ended
You'll know the world
Honey its getting close to midnight, and all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick on your linen, bite the pillow make no sound
If
Honey its getting close to midnight, and all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick on your linen, bite the pillow make no sound
If
my ring
Mrs Jones your daughter cried all night
Mrs Jones your daughter cried all night you wouldn't give your blessings to our love
You said she
town
This prodigal son has come full circle
One full circle around

CHORUS

(our sons and our daughters
Will lay on your hills) jerusalem

(our fathers
of their children run from your arms
Sons of your sands or sons passing by

Children we lost in a lullaby
Sons of true love and sons of regret
All
too little pay
I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan the daughter of a wealthy wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
And said I
and rejoice
For the love that He has given us all
Children of God, by the blood of His Son
We have been redeemed and we can be called
Children of God
Children
know 
How they got to be this way
You must have known I'd do this someday
Break my arms around the one I love
And be forgiven by the time my lover
a revolver
The world's the same

Well it's all right
Love is what she want
Flying saucer take me away
Give me your daughter

Well it's all right
Love is what
of Mary Jane
Makes you feel young again
All those years around your eyes
Always take you by surprise
You've been living in a dream
Forever 17
a revolver
The world's the same

Well it's all right
Love is what she want
Flying saucer take me away
Give me your daughter

Well it's all right
Love
a revolver
The world's the same

Well it's all right
Love is what she want
Flying saucer take me away
Give me your daughter

Well it's all right
Love is what
arms sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now

When we arrive sons
love
She's fair as any lily
And gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny I love you still”
She was Meg the farmers daughter
in my heart,
Everything becomes a little clearer,
I realize what life is all about,
It's hanging on when your heart is had enough,
It's giving more
Sons of the thief, sons of the saint
Who is the child with no complaint
Sons of the great or sons unknown
All were children like your own
The same
brave

Damo sing another song
For all the sons of toil and tug
For the daughters of the weary road
Damo sing a song of love

So gather round
up I think I'll tell you what I saw
The day your daughter Ellie and the judge's son went swimmin' in the raw
Is that supposed to be a party what you
with too little pay

I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
And not
home with too little pay

I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan
She was the daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me, "That son of a Saginaw
young.
For he is only sixteen years and I am twenty-one.
The bonny boy is young but he's growing.

Oh! daughter, dear daughter, I did not do you wrong
and a simple song 
You're a rich man's daughter, look at what you've done 
You went and fell in love with a poor man's son 
Baby you were born in splendor
with too little pay.

I loved a girl in Saginaw, Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman