Sandy Denny - Genesis Hall - Sözleri

My father he rides in your ships;



And I know he would never mean harm,



But to see both sides of a quarrel



Is to judge without haste or alarm







Chorus



Oh, oh, helpless and slow,



And you don't have anywhere to go







You take away homes from the homeless



And leave them to die in the cold



The gypsy who begged for your presents



He will laugh in your face when you're old







(chorus)







Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey



Another he drinks up his wine



And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate



For those of a different kind







(chorus)







When the rivers run quicker than trouble



I'll be there at your side in the flood



It was all I could do to keep myself



From taking revenge on your blood







(2x chorus)










		
			



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