Three Hours
Three hours from sundownJeremy fliesHoping to keepThe sun from his eyesEast from the cityAnd down to the caveIn search of a masterIn search of a slave.
Three hours from LondonJacomo's freeTaking his woesDown to the seaIn search of a lifetimeTo tell when he's homeIn search of a storyThat's never been known.
Three hours from speakingEveryone's flownNot wanting to beSeen on their ownThree hours is neededTo leave from them allThree hours to wonderAnd three hours to fall.
Three hours from sundownJeremy fliesHoping to keepThe sun from his eyesEast from the cityAnd down to the caveIn search of a masterIn search of a slave.