Told ya' darlin'
|
all along,
|
I was right and you were wrong.
|
A-pleasin' you,
|
so hard to do.
|
Cried all night long,
|
was beatin' through.
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Can't sow wild oats
|
'spect to gather corn.
|
Can't take right
|
and make it wrong.
|
Told ya' darlin',
|
long time ago,
|
you gotta reap
|
what you sow, and what you sow, yeah,
|
is gonna make you weep,
|
a-some day,
|
a-some day,
|
a-some day.
|
Yeah, what you sow, yeah,
|
's gonna make you weep.
|
|
Tried to keep you
|
satisfied;
|
broke my heart,
|
crushed my pride.
|
It's all over now,
|
but all I see
|
is a lonely road
|
and a memory of
|
daily walkin'
|
and talkin'
|
'bout Joanne.
|
Can't ya' see,
|
I said, daily walkin'
|
and talkin'.
|
|
Can't sow wild oats
|
'spect to gather corn.
|
Can't take right
|
and make it wrong.
|
I told ya' darlin',
|
long time ago,
|
you gotta reap
|
what you sow, and what you sow, yeah,
|
gonna make you weep,
|
a-some day,
|
a-some day,
|
some day.
|
Yeah, what you sow, yeah,
|
gonna make you weep,
|
a-some days.
|
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|
Philosophy
|
| Van Morrison |
