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Upon a branch she sat Sulking in the sun Braided hair and a hat For she could find no one No one to comfort her In her time of need No one to care for her While she bleed A lonesome girl Tiny waist, long hair A beautiful girl Lips full, skin fair. Here I sit Upon her I stare Always here Yet never there She is waiting For someone who will care Forever waiting For me, who's never there

[Verse 1] A sober man Stood brave and tall After trumpet sound He says to all The pounding drums The war drums call Upon this night Many men will fall But we will fight Under moonlit sky Prepare tonight To most surely die Yo ho! Yo ho! And they sing: I feel the end is near Neigh my time has come Drawn forth in death I have no fear Before the setting sun Setting sun [Verse 2] A surly man On extended board After beer mugs clank He calls his hoard Drink up me hearties We have our might What a glorious party We will have tonight For both sides know Though try as they might This battle is ours On this moonlit nig

                                                    In the end I sit,                                                    Staring blaitantly at the sun,                                                    No one do I see fit,                                                    The night hath not yet won.                                                    I stair off without thought,                                                    Upon this roof I stay,                                                    Have my trials been for naught,                                                    As crimson marks the end of day?          

Long and narrow this road we walk Never looking back (never looking back) Together we will walk Never looking back (never looking back) And if you should fall I will break down and pick you up Because this road we walk is lonely (lonely) Unless you are here with me By my side. Together, hand in hand (honey) We will get through it all (you'll see) Just you and me. No matter whats in store We will break down that door (only) Just you and me. And if you should fall I will break down and pick you up Because this road we walk is lonely (lonely) Unless you are here with me By my side. We will walk down the aisle We will trade m

       Trodden and beaten, this road I walk. Forever winding. As I go on. Flat and crusted. Mildew and slime. Beaten down, a million times over. By a million feet. A million passerbies as they go about their business. Going wherever they are headed.       I, a lonely man, am walking. Never sure where I am going. I walk down this same road. Beaten and trodden by people. I am lost. There are signs. Many, many signs. Coming from the ground. Pointing. Pointing here. Pointing there. Telling me where I should go. But I don't trust them. Some are new. Some are old. Some are hard to read. But most are illegible. At least for a man speaking my tong.