James Gang
garden gate
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Well Iâm sitting in the middle of a story
Would you like to read my line
Sipping on a morning glory
Would you like to taste my wine
Donât forget to tell the sun
I sleep through the day
See him when the morning comes
Everythingâs OK
The captainâs in the chartroom
Navigating on a star
Canât know where weâre going
'Cause he donât know where we are
Donât you think I donât know
How to tell the time
Canât you see you canât sell me
Something that is mine
You just sit to talking
And Iâm sure thereâs nothing said
Your book is lying open
And I donât think much is read
The dog is outside barking
At something he canât see
The garden gate is closing
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Thirds
- Rides Again
- Live In Concert
- Look What I Did! - The Joe Walsh Anthology
- The James Gang Greatest Hits
- Godfathers of Grunge
- 15 Greatest Hits
- 16 Greatest Hits
- Funk #49
- Miami
- A Break From the Norm
- Sounds of the Seventies: Guitar Power
- Greatest Hits
- Power Chords, Volume 1
- The Best of James Gang
- Bang
- James Gang Rides Again
- Sampled, Volume 3
- Straight Shooter