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Text: Bee Gees. Lion In Winter.

Lion in my winter.
I'm a lion with no crown.

You wanna make me big man,
a star on a screen,
some kind of James Brown,
or something in between.

But when I look for money
you smother me in charms.
I can't live on glory
when you?re bending both my arms.

I, I was a lion in winter.
And, man, I had friends
for miles around.
I was a lion in my winter.
What good's a lion, lord,
without a crown.

You're living in a cave, man,
upon your marble throne.
You think you own the heavens,
but you've got to be alone.

You know, you know I prayed for sunshine,
a woman with my name.
I don't want to live, man,
you gave away the game.

I, I was a lion in winter.
And, man, I had friends
for miles around.
I was a lion in my winter.
What good's a lion, lord,
without a crown.

I was a lion in my winter.
What good's a lion, lord,
without a crown.
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