Gordon Lightfoot

Ring Them Bells Bob Dylan Oh Mercy Ring them bells, ye heathen 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 side And time is running backwards

Pickin' up the pieces of my sweet shattered dream I wonder how the old folks are tonight Her name was Ann and I'll be damned if I recall her face She left me not knowin' what to do Carefree highway, let me slip away on you Carefree highway, you seen

I can see her lyin' back in her SATIN dress In a room where ya do what ya don't confess Sundown ya better take care If I find you been creepin' 'round my back stairs Sundown ya better take care If I find you been creepin' 'round my back stairs She's

At times I just don't know How you could be anything but beautiful I think that I was made for you And you were made for me And I know that I won't ever change 'Cause we've been friends Through rain or shine For such a long, long time Laughing eyes a

I was at the breakwall, i was lookin' at the sea In back of the eight ball in some misery There on the horizon stood a mighty ship of fools They were headin' into the harbor with all their broken rules Whenever i'm feelin' lonely i can just pick up t

There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real But time has no beg

There's a town they call Orillia, It is there of which I sing. It is just above Lake Simcoe, by Lake Couchiching. -Chorus- Couchiching, Couchiching, by Lake Couchiching. Cooooochiching, by Lake Couchiching. Couchiching, Couchiching, by Lake Couchichi

If you could read my mind, love, What a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie, 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. In a castle dark or a fortress strong, With chains upon my feet. You know that ghost is me. And I will never be set f

Oh Linda you done me wrong I'm gonna sing you a goodbye song Sing a song that's most unkind I ain't even gonna try to change your mind Oh Linda you made me grieve I feel like I could die Look out baby the moon is falling Down from your sky Oh gal don

In the early mornin' rain With a dollar in my hand And an aching in my heart And my pockets full of sand I'm a long ways from home And I missed my loved one so In the early mornin' rain With no place to go Out on runway number nine Big seven o seven

Oft-times I recall how it was in days gone by. No tears at all, now you better not make me cry. Because you know darn well, I may ring your bell. Is there anybody home? Is there anyone in there who can tell me where I am? Oft-times I recall, when the

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzge

Down around the No Hotel Look for me, they know me well Travelers come and travelers go Down around the Hotel No If you choose the No Hotel Be prepared to run pell mell Be another burnt out shell You checked in the No Hotel Down around the No Hotel W