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Barbara Dickson Don T Think Twice It S Alright

cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned? The answer my friend is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind How many years can a mountain exist Before it

she's the brains behind Paw She's sixty-eight but she says she's fifty-four Oh I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Maw no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's

from the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries 'cross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its

Oh the streets of Rome are filled with rubble Ancient footprints are everywhere You can almost think that you're seeing double On a cold dark night on

, it came and it went The reason for fighting I never did get But I learned to accept it - accept it with pride For you don't count the dead when God's

Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief We pointed out the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you thought that it was