Lyrics:
the world's more full of weeping than yee can understand
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
Far off by furthest rosses
We foot
Child on a painted horse
Streams that will run their course
Gone to a far away shore
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping
Days of another
weeping
I've been so longed after
And I've been so longed aftеr
But you have left i have just bеgun
The world is alive along
And in your arms she's weeping
the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest Rosses
We foot
the world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far of furthest Rosses
We foot
I thought that I heard crying coming through my door
Was it Rachel weeping for her sons who were no more
Could it have been the babies crying for
Salford Sunday
Skies are weeping
Dawn is creeping
Through the blind
Salford Sunday
And I'm aching
For the night
I left behind
Salford
of Heaven rise to You alone
No weeping, no hurt or pain
No suffering, You hold me now
You hold me now
No darkness, and no sick or lame
No hiding, You
Nodding though the lamp's lit low
Nod for passers underground
To and fro she's darning
And the land is weeping red and pale
Weeping yarn from
put on that smile
Forget about loneliness
If you occupy your time
Then pretty soon you'll
Feel no fret
Be no weeping no wailing
Feel no
Your warm whispers
Out of the dark they carry my heart
Your warm whispers
Into the dawn they carry me through
And I am weeping warm honey
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping.
And then one day
crying and weeping
Cause of me
And your lying just to me
Baby you telling right now
That you need me you feel me
That you want it right now
And that your
Praise you when I'm so afraid
Praise you cause you never change
Who you are
Who you are
Weeping may endure for the night
But joy comes in the morning
Joy
to keep The hope
My open wounds are bleeding,
And it covers the floor
All I hear is weeping
I can't do this no more
My open wounds are too deep to fix
I
blood or misbehavin'
Maybe the wine's got me weeping like a woman
Maybe the whiskey's got me
Weeping in my wine
Don't no need no water I'm
On good with
The Weeping Man
There he goes the weeping man
Oh who says where he comes from
Its overheard
Where he goes when evening comes
Don't forget
weeping
No more weeping
No more weeping over me
And before I'd be a slave
I'd be buried in my grave
And go home to my lord and be free.
No more
I've got those weeping willow blues
I went up on the mountain, high as any girl could stand
And looked down on the mean town that took away my lovin'
Bring out your weeping weeds
Put on your ten-pint bowlers
Bring out your weeping weeds
We're burying Davy
We're burying Davy
Gather the screws
goes to waste
This honeybee's humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I'm through with all of my faults
'Cause my baby's ready to do the ever new gravy waltz
goes to waste
This honeybee's humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I'm through with all of my faults
'Cause my baby's ready to do the ever new gravy waltz
goes to waste
This honeybee's humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I'm through with all of my faults
'Cause my baby's ready to do the ever new gravy waltz
Bury me beneath the willow
'Neath that weeping willow tree
When she comes she'll find me sleeping
Then perhaps she'll think of me
It's many
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