The Good Old World (Waltz)

作词 :

When I was a boy

The moon was a pearl

The sun a yellow gold

But when I was a man

The wind blew cold

The hills were upside down

But now that I have gone from here

There’s no place I’d rather be

Than to float my chances on the tide

Back in the good old world

On October’s last

I’ll fly back home

Rolling down winding way

And all I’ve got is a pocket full

Of flowers on my grave

But now summer is gone

I remember it best

Back in the good old world

I remember when

She held my hand

And we walked home alone in the rain

How pretty her mouth

How soft her hair

Nothing can be the same

And there’s a rose upon her breast

Where I long to lay my head

And her hair was so yellow

And the wine was so red

Back in the good old world