Meals you spill bong water like tears filled with lost fear Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man Guitar
love shinin' down on me from up above Yeah if I had the wings of a beautiful dove yeah I'd fly to the man I love There's a ramshackle shack... [ guitar
grows numb When these things beset us God doesn't forget us He sends down his love on the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow white dove... [ guitar
while back, when the crop was laid by Remember who took us on a big fish fry? Caught a heap of catfish, goggle eye and carp Dashed and sang to the guitar
At the moment the music began And you heard the guitar player starting to sing You were filled with the beauty that ran Through what you were imagining
be forgotten The songs he left will never grow old He laid down his guitar but he'll always be remembered On earth for the last time he sung white dove
from Mars He learned his song from the cosmic throngs And played them on a Fender guitar, oh yeah And played them on a Fender guitar Du-duluddle du
Mars He learned his song from the Cosmic Throngs And played them on a Fender guitar, oh yeah And played them on a Fender guitar Du-duluddle du doh Du
, yeats I tried my best to stay up late I fixed the hinges on her gate But still she just never wanted to I bought her a dozen snow white doves I did
snowflakes fall as winter calls and time just seems to fly Is it the loneliness in me that makes me want to cry My heart is sad like a mourning dove
the name of rock and roll(x3) Bringin back the balls, bringing back the balls to rock Breathing Fire, spitting blood Biting of the heads of bats and doves
roll Hail in the name of rock and roll Bringing back the balls Bringing back the balls to rock Breathing fire, spitting blood Biting off the heads of bats and doves
and love me They're the worst I ever had ------------------------------------------------------------------ Electric Guitar: Dean Parks Mandolin: David Grisman Dobro: Mike Auldridge Bass Guitar
love, went out of his mind You see, him and the wife wasn't getting along So he took out his guitar and he wrote a song Called 'The Dove Of Love Fell
long time gone For every time you lied to me I told myself that this can't be I know I was completely wrong you can bet that I will be a long time gone [ guitar
my chair like a little rag dove A little bit lonesome (lonesome) a little bit blue (so blue) Oh baby come home your daddy's so low and lonesome for you [ guitar
clingin' walls Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove It's just the hour on the wings of a dove
sends down His love on the wings of a dove Chorus On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above
