In Paris Town
In Paris town lives a lady Maybe drinks coffee in a cafe Dark hair, nice smile, long legs Well it is I …
In Paris town lives a lady Maybe drinks coffee in a cafe Dark hair, nice smile, long legs Well it is I …
Words I read of Aftons waters Green braes and other lines of Burns the bard, On a packet of cigarettes What funny …
The world, its wonders and promises false, Drive us forward to distraction, Seeking more than what we have, Provocation causes reaction In …
When young, or younger for I still am young I thought that my future it was to be As it was then …
As falling are the leaves from the trees I walked along at my ease From nowhere to anywhere Having not a care …
Some Arabs say that Celts they were, These Berber folk who in the Maghreb live, I see few similarities to my eye… …
Bullet in his neck borne, a distraught soldier sought For a brother shot – another dead in battles roar The voice, a …
It is just a game they say There is nothing to prove A pawn a rook to win or lose It matters …