Bee Gees

Bee Gees
Craise Finton Kirk Royal Academy Of Arts

He smiled and rubbed the stubble on his chin


He sure shall find the weariness and dreariness of life that`s growing thin


Yet he didn`t have so very far to go


With a pencil in his hand he will travel on as planned


With a mere step in the mountain to a light




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


Oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice




Even in the morning when he slept


Something odd is missing


There`s nothing very much to talk about


And nothing very much to see




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice




Talks about the place he`d like to go


And you never see the worrying and hurrying and that makes a person slow


Yet you wouldn`t think he`d be so hard to find


Yet he looks so very busy but there`s nothing on his mind


And his wavy hair continues not to grow




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


Oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice

walter

Toegevoegd door walter op vr 22 feb, 2008 3:49 pm

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Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: Bee Gees' 1st (1967)

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