Let the four winds blow Let 'em blow let 'em blow From the east to the west I'll love you the best I like the way you walk I like the way you talk Let me hold hold your hand hand Try to understand I want a girl like you To tell my my troubles to

Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I'm breaking down again Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I'm breaking down I can see it coming from the edge of the room Creeping in the streetlight holding my my hand in the pale gloom Can you see it coming now? All alone it was always there you

When I need you It's only a heart beat away When I need love I never knew there was so much love I just close my my eyes and I'm with you And all that I so want to give you I hold hold out my my hand and I touch love Keeping me warm night and day Miles and miles of

Take my my hand across this land Create this man to make my my stand And break this hardened shell inside Escape this all the hell inside Yes I hold hold some keys of gold A cigarette a silver bullet Angels crying day and night The world is our stage Look inside

I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty, holding your hand hand Walk my my way And a thousand violins begin to play Or it might be the sound of your hello That music I hear

Got a Hennessy in my my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold hold on me I need a one dance 'Cause if you're down (back up, back up and) Baby, I like your style Ooh yeah, very long time Back up, back up, back up and wine it Where, where, where

'Cause the music fills me good and it gets me every time Ba-ba-ba-da-ba Oh, it's just me, myself and I Solo ride until I die 'Cause I got me for life Oh I don't need a hand hand to hold hold Even when the night is cold I got that fire in my my soul Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba

Sing a song sweet music man 'cause I won't be there To hold hold your hand hand like I used to, I'm through with you You're a heck of a singer and powerful man but you surround yourself With people who demand so little of you You touched my my soul with your

Makin' love faces Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you My My hands rubbin' on your skin Let's go hard don't hold hold it in When I met you woman I couldn't help but notice a face so beautiful Now imagine the faces you would make If we ever made love

On day we’ll be free at last But one day we’ll be free at last Spread your wings and fly away Freedom come my my way (Yeah) Long rifle and hand hand grenade The system make people ‘fraid Sufferation from Africa to India