Acres Wild lyrics
Song information
Artist: Jethro Tull Album: Heavy Horses
Lyrics
I'll make love to you In all good places Under black mountains In open spaces By deep brown rivers That slither darkly Through far marches Where the blue hare races
Come with me to the winged isle --- Northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still Through far marches of acres wild
I'll make love to you In narrow side streets With shuttered windows Crumbling chimneys
Come with me to the weary town --- Discos silent under tiles That slide from roof-tops, scatter softly On concrete marches of acres wild
By red bricks pointed With cement fingers Flaking damply from sagging shoulders
Come with me to the winged isle --- Northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still Through far marches of acres wild
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