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Neil Young After The Goldrush

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights In armor coming, Saying something about a queen. There were peasants singing and Drummers drumming And the archer split

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights In armor coming, Saying something about a queen. There were peasants singing and Drummers drumming And the archer split

: Well, I dreamed I saw the knights In armor coming, Saying something about a queen. There were peasants singing and Drummers drumming And the archer

: Southern man better keep your head Don't forget what your good book said Southern change gonna come at last Now your crosses are burning fast Southern

Racing alone in his fright. Tell me why, tell me why Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself, When you're old enough to repay but young enough

: When you were young and on your own How did it feel to be alone? I was always thinking of games that I was playing. Trying to make the best of my time

: Now that you found yourself losing your mind Are you here again? Finding that what you once thought was real Is gone, and changing? Now that you made

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights In armor coming, Saying something about a queen. There were peasants singing and Drummers drumming And the archer split

Hey, hey Cripple Creek ferry Butting through the overhanging trees Make way for the Cripple Creek ferry The waters going down it's a mighty tight squeeze