Peter Rand ("peterrand") Wirral Merseyside United Kingdom Other releases |
Music |
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Eilis Leyne ("ELeyne") Chicago IL USA Other releases |
Lyrics & Melody |
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francois Graiouf ("Graiouf") France Other releases |
Multi Instruments |
Peter Rand ("peterrand") Wirral Merseyside United Kingdom Other releases |
Keys / Guitar |
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Eilis Leyne ("ELeyne") Chicago IL USA Other releases |
Vocals |
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francois Graiouf ("Graiouf") France Other releases |
Lead Guitar / Bass Guitar / Drums |
He blew in from the highway to rest his head.
She poured a cup of whiskey, and they broke bread.
And by the firelight, they found her bed.
All that summer they were tied
In lovers? knots, and by her side
He swore that she would be his bride
Come fall, come fall.
When autumn found the wild rose and stripped it bare,
The scent of woodsmoke drifting on chilly air,
She reached across the bed, but he wasn?t there.
All that summer they?d been tied
In lovers? knots, and by her side
He swore that she would be his bride
Come fall, come fall.
Ten summers gone, the highway brings him back again.
With sweet desire, he knocks and calls her name.
They say she?s on the hillside where the wild rose flames.
He climbs that long hillside
Keen to have her by his side
To finally take her as his bride
After all.
But there he finds a stone,
A name that could have been his own
If he hadn?t had to roam
So far, so far.