Who were you to try to find me,
You know I wasn’t wanting to stay,
You hold me close,
And I fall away.

Mmmmmmm.

When you hold me close,
I lose my way.

And do you still think of me?
Did you know I was afraid?
When you held me close,
And I lost my way.

Ooooooh oooooooh.

Can you hear me knocking?
Can you hear me knocking at your heart?
I can wait patiently at the door,
I could hear you dreaming,
I swear I could hear you dreaming,
And that dream could be real it could come true,
I can wait patiently,
For me and you.

Have you seen the garden,
That ever changing garden,
It blooms and then dies over again,
And that is the way that love, that love can be.

And we never know which way to run,
And we don't care if we can't see the sun,
And we don't know what tomorrow,
What tomorrow brings,
And we don't know much about anything,
But I know this dream could be real.

But everything takes practice,
Experience and wisdom,
A candle that lights up then fades away,
You could be gone tomorrow,
But here today,
Can you hear me knocking?
Can you hear me knocking at your heart?
I can wait patiently at your door.

Verse 1

From this valley they say you are going

We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile

For they say you are taking the sunshine

That has brightened my pathway awhile

Verse 2

Come and sit by my side if you love me

Do not hasten to bid me adieu

Just remember the Red River Valley

And the cowboy who loves you so true

Verse 3

Won’t you think of the valley you’re leaving

O how lonesome, how sad it will be?

O think of the fond heart you’re breaking

Every grief you are causing to me.

Verse 4

Come and sit by my side if you love me

Do not hasten to bid me adieu

Just remember the Red River Valley

And the cowboy who loves you so true

And the cowboy who loves you so true

Traditional arranged by :

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

No Dice (It’s Time to Leave)

Words and music John Greaves

Not prone to exaggerating
No more than my conscience allows
I tend more to understating
Rather than looking a fool

Don’t like giving the game away
I keep my cards close to my chest
Just in case it’s my lucky day
I don’t want to spoil my chances

Joking apart this poor old heart is
Worn out on my sleeve
It’s time to leave
I’m no percentage player
I’ll tear off every layer
And later I’ll be cleaned out
Washed up mangled,
Hanging on the line to dry.

There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one

You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

I don’t need no one to tell me You’ve been on my mind lately I know
I’ve been thinking lots about you Wondering if I’ll ever get through My love
Some friends of mine they thought we should have Never got together from the start
But what do you think?
Is life lighter without me now,
How do you feel kissing someone else’s neck?
Still dreaming about you now and then Hoping to get fixed in the end
Always smiling with all my friends but They don’t know my castle’s made of sand
For you don’t answer when I call I stay awake until I fall
I miss you
Where have you been?
Tell me did you leave America, Making sure you don’t look back? Chasing clouds in South Australia, Trying to get back on track?

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