Wa going to write a song at a time When my life and my moods were in order and fine But the hour was late and my room was a state And I realized that
Back at that high school cotillion Chances were one in a million She had that angora sweater How could I ever forget her? She had a body you'd kill for
She stands on the banks of the mighty Mississippi Alone in the pale moonlight Waiting for a man, a riverboat gambler Said that he'd return tonight They
May God bless and keep you always May your wishes all come true May you always do for others And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the
Down south in New Orleans The prettiest girls I've ever seen A sparkling eye and lips so sweet And we make love to the Rumba beat A ship's at anchor,
Helpless ! Helpless ! Helpless !... There is a town in north Ontario, With dream comfort memory to spare, And in my mind I still need a place to go,
They say everything can be replaced They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here I see my light come shinin
It makes no difference where I turn I can't get over you and the flame still burns It makes no difference, night or day The shadow never seems to fade
You can walk on the water Drown in the sand You can fly off a mountaintop If anybody can Run away, run away (Run away, run away) It's the restless age
Boards on the window, mail by the door What would anybody leave so quickly for? Ophelia Where have you gone? The old neighborhood just ain't the same
Train arrive 16 coaches long Train arrive 16 coaches long Well, that long black train Got my baby and gone Train, train, rolling round the bend Train
Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid Who suffered so much for what he did Gave this ploughboy his fortune and fame Since that day he ain't been the same
It's the last waltz The last waltz with you But that don't mean The dance is over It's the last waltz The last waltz was through But that don't mean
(Robbie:) "We are gonna try a song we never played before... uh, we put together kinda for the occasion. Its called 'The Last Waltz.'" (Rick:) She stands
Virgil Caine is the name and I served on the Danville train 'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again In the winter of '65, we were hungry
Go out yonder, peace in the valley Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in Has anybody seen my lady This livin
I took my bucket down to the well There's a [unverified] woman, sweet mystery She let the rope fall down in the well Like it was meant to be She put
I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead Just need to find a place where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man
