Sleepy Little Sailor

Walk through the sand, scarred open land Hopin' to sell my soul to the man Called out his name but he never came No hope in hell is all that remains In a ship on the sea, my mama bore me Not yet a slave but no longer free She gave me a name covered i

St. Patrick's Day Alone in my room The morning that you loved me A sweet salt perfume Gently swept around me The bed became a sailing ship The floor became the sea And you became an ocean bird And flew away from me I lie in my room Delicate and broke

I crawled for you hands and knees turn blue but your cruelty soon told me nothing would do punishment clothes and rags i rent But nothing would stop my Heart' lament Why do you break me Force me,forsake me? When you love me not hate me My beauty boy

Songwriters: Donovan, Bazil John; Ungerleider, Suzanne All dressed in woolen bloomers you were a sleepy little sailor fighting for his dreams out in crashing sea. She'll put you in a corner for your boyish little nature and send you off to be with yo

I keep this picture close to me to remind me how things used to be when we were just two happy little kids I wish that we could go back home back to a time before it all went wrong before the day I ran away and hid. Little sister I don't blame you fo

A locket on a chain A bow that's made from rain A briar grows entwined with rose I've come to be forever at your feet A blossom pages pressed A knocking at my chest Oh, winding road please take me home I long to be forever at your feet And I hope tha