Tuesday, 10 March 2009

Dreams of plenty

VERSE
G
I have not had no work now in over 4 months
C
And all of my savings are gone

G
And save as I might, there is no end in sight
C
For I have no more wages to come

CHORUS
C
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
D
Til’ fortune it favours the brave

VERSE
I left of my own ‘cord a foolish mistake
The wind blowin’ was not like this then

I'll travel and find it
If there is no kind there like it
When fortune it favours the brave

CHORUS
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave

VERSE
My tread it is light, no print left in sight
I float through this land twas my home

A drifter I’ve become, no sane man’s son
A borrower in a stranger’s land

CHORUS
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave

VERSE
I’ve heard of a place where the locals are lazy
And the fruit just fall from the tree

I’ll travel and find it, I come to define it
Where all the chance takers are brave

CHORUS
How long must I walk?
How much must I talk?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave

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