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Big Country

--------- Bad weather gathers all along the coast When the storm clouds gather And my blood runs cold If we can't go further When we get to the shore

Now we play our final hand Move in closer, understand This time like never before Only the black queen scores A card so high and so wild We should burn

The seas turning black The sky turning red And someone talking in my bed I know I've got to chase the devil tonight For the time is here But the way,

Heave lads, an audience awaits Heave lads, the final scene is set Heave lads, curtains clear the debt Waiting in empty halls Smiling between the walls

----------------------- Just as one life turns from birth Just as the ring finds its worth Just as the leaf turns to gold So you and I will be sold Chorus

Thirteen valleys he has wandered for her love For he thinks he is the one that she dreams of But her bed was made elsewhere from the first day she got

A score of years this line has run Above the crests that drown the sun A mile high the turbines turned The stokers sweat the monkeys burned I will carry

I've come on a few years From my Hollywood highs The best of the last The cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend The films that I made Forget

Get up I feel the way the wind blows It tells me where you've been through I watch the way the sun sets Until the night's inside you Some days I just