Four Sticks
Oh, Baby, it's cryin' time,Oh, Baby, I got to fly.Got to try to find a way,Got to try to get away,'Cause you knowI gotta get away from you, Babe.
Oh, Baby, the river's red,Oh, Baby, in my head.There's a funny feelin' goin' on,I don't think I can hold out long.
(Chorus)And when the owls cry in the night,Oh, baby, Baby, when the pines begin to cry,Baby, Baby, Baby, how do you feel?If the river runs dry, Baby,How do you feel?
Craze, Baby, the rainbow's end,Baby, it's just a denFor those who hide,Who hide their love to depths of lifeAnd ruin dreams that we all knew so, Babe.
Chorus
Oh, yeah, brave I endureWoo, yeah, strong shields and lore'N' they can't hold the wrath of those who walkIn the boots of those who marchBaby, through the roads of time so long ago