Take these chains from my heart and set me free You've grown cold and no longer care for me All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on Take these tears from my eyes and let me see Just a spark of the love that used to be If you love

Take these chains from my heart and set me free You've grown cold and no longer care for me All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on Take these chains from my heart and set me free Take these tears from my eyes and let me see Just a spark

You should have never trusted Hollywood. You should have never gone to Hollywood. All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard. All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. All you maggots smoking fags out

The world will sing when I am king All these things if I were king Without a care Your head's not heavy, your conscience clear Sins are all forgiven here Yours and mine Fear is gone without a trace It's the perfect time in the perfect place

It's the end of the summer It's the end of it all Those days are gone, it's over now were moving on But we'll see it all again So hold on 'till this moment 'till then Here we are Say goodbye to all your friends Here we go watching the sun go 'round

Who's gonna be your girl When all the boys are gone And who's gonna stop the moon When living is no more fun When will you wake up From all the dreams that you make up And who's gonna be your girl tonight I don't need to know just where you go, when You

The traveling, the singing, it don't mean nothing without you The fast cars, the guitars, they are all just second to, This life, this love that you and I have been dreaming of, for so long It'd all be as good as gone, without you. I've loved you since

Oh have you seen my dear companion For he was all this world to me Written by Jean Ritchie © 1976 Geordie Music Pub Co. I hear he's gone to some far country And that he cares no more for me I wish I were a swallow flying I'd fly to a high and

Quarter notes and Hank's half time Are poundin' on this heart of mine Song to song, I pass my time With these speakers on ten Your good and gone keeps me up all night Along with Songs In The Key Of Life I'm either gonna get over you Or I'm gonna blow out

And then it's all gone One minute you're on top Making your heart stop The next you're not, watch it drop Just before you hit the floor The next you're not, missed your shot You think you've won Now it's all gone There are just too many times that people