Hi Fred,
Not a love song but might be what you need to get back on track.
The Autumn Wind
The autumn wind is a pirate,
Blustering in from the sea,
For the rollicking song,
Who sleeps along,
Swaggering boisterously,
His face is weather-beaten,
he wears a hooded sache,
With a silver hat about his head,
and a bristling black moustache,
he growls as he storms the country,
A villain, big and bold,
and the trees all shake,and the quiver and quake,
As he robs them of their gold.
The Autumn wind is a Raider,
Pillaging just for fun,
He'll knock you around and upside down,
and laugh when he's conquered and won. |
