The Music Weaver
Songwriters: Denny, Sandy; Mac Gregor, Andrew Christ
And who cares for the feeling
And a cold wind, it blows
And the secrets all told anyway
And I'm left with a manuscript
The notes and the words
And the music he weaves
Through good fortunes of time
And the song, it is mine
So the song, it is yours
That will grow old
Is so gentle and sad
Of being alone?
When the going is bad
The hobo, he leaves
They will always unfold
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