Uh, yeah, yeah I have my hair high and low, anywhere the wind blows I'm doing M.P.H, anywhere my soul goes I'm a hell riding and gasoline feed That's
You've got a big red tongue 'Cause you've been talking too long I wouldn't get it back if I lend you an ear Syllables and sounds is all I hear So please
Say if you see a vicious lightning on the nighttime sky There is no use checkin' the starmap or asking daddy why And if you get me on the wire, I'll give
leave to seek new shores? A pilgrim's path A pilgrim's path A pilgrim's path A pilgrim's path A pilgrim's path (Give me one more chance) A pilgrim'
if the goin' up was worth the comin' down He's a poet, he's a picker He's a prophet, he's a pusher He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when
I am a lonesome pilgrim, far from home And what a journey I have known I might be tired and weary, but I am strong Pilgrims walk, but not alone
I am a lonesome pilgrim far from home What a journey I had known I might be tired and weary but I am strong Pilgrim [Incomprehensible] but not alone
void Overgrown by rumbling tide R: The wind groans straight into my ears The last beam of light disappears I cry, I die Where the pilgrims sorely sigh
the goin' up was worth the comin' down He's a poet, oh, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a pusher He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when
Hey there gypsy, walk without a sound See those people try to put you down She's got wisdom inside her hand For no good reason ever could be found With
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I am a pilgrim and a stranger Traveling through this wearisome land And I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not, not made by hand I
a pilgrim on this road, boys I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys Until I see you fare thee well I am just a pilgrim
time ago, Got to keep on weaving my way Like a late night pilgrim Looking for redemption in the underground. Lord, won't you help a late night pilgrim
time ago Got to keep on weaving my way Like a late night pilgrim Looking for redemption in the underground Lord, won't You help a late night pilgrim
I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow Cast out in this wide world to roam My brothers and sisters won't own me They say that I'm weak and I'm poor But Jesus
["Through a slow and painfull awakening"] ...They met on the captain's dining platform. Seven pilgrims with different stories, But neverless with equal
to mountains' foot Day and night the sky is his vault The pilgrim is looking for the words When he's seeing the beauty That surrounded him The pilgrim