(CHORUS:)
Great big love
Sweeping across the sky
Seen a lot of things in the
world outside
Some bad but some good stuff
too
Felt the touch of love in
the works of God
And now and then in what people
do
Never had a lot of faith in
human beings
But sometimes we manage to
shine
Like a light on a hill beaming
out to space
From somewhere hard to find
(Chorus)
I ride and I shoot and I play
guitar
And I like my life just fine
If you try to take one of
these things from me
Then you're no friend of mine
Got a woman I love and she
loves me
And we live on a piece of
land
I never know quite how to
measure these things
But I guess I'm a happy man
(Chorus)
(Portage La Prairie (Manitoba)
-- August 6, 1990)
Marco Giunco |
Work | Basket | Music | Words |