Big Drift Away Lyrics
(John Fiddler)Thinkin' about my past, and I can't help myselfFeelin' like an unwritten book sitting on the author's shelfLet the printer set the type, 'n even roll the pressWriter, write your story and get me outta this mess!All of the prophecies written in the fortune starsRace through my mind in anarchy like railroads of colliding carsI live like a mirage, and I live like a dreamMany people think that they know me, but they're only outside lookin' in'n I've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longSo you can't turn my pages or read between my linesTill the birds have fled their cages 'n there ain't no more gold to findLet the fiddler play until the break o' dayHand me that bottle boys and let me drift awayBig drift away!!!I've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longI've been travelling, travelling for so longBig drift away!!!
British Lions Big Drift Away
