I got two strong arms Blessings of babylon With time to carry on and try For sins and false alarms So to america the brave Wise men save
Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, ever fight over you
It's not me you see It's not me you see Pieces of valentine With just a song of mine To keep from burning history Seasons of gasoline and gold Wise men fold
Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, ever fight over you