LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFace Of Despair
Fingers callus from the plough wrinkled weather beatin' browStreak of silver in the hair mhm face of despairA back that's bent from years of toil thorns grow in the worn out soilNo one left to really care nhm face of despairIf you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memoriesDon't tell the young to mend their ways you can't show them better daysTheir better days are yet ahead your better days have long been deadRest easy in your rocking chair mhm and look at your September countryFace of despairShoulders weary from the load life is rough as a gravel roadHow much of it can you bear mhm look at your September country face of despairIn the September of your years eyes that hide a veil of tearsA look of longing always there mhm face of despairIf you should plough...Mhm if you should plough...
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